Gert Strydom

Silver Star - 3,633 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Each Morning When The Night Is Swept Away (English Sonnet) - Poem by Gert Strydom

Each morning when the night is swept away
with extreme tenderness I find you next to me
and you bring something special to each day
to the way that it is supposed to be

and even when the evenings are cold
when the winter winds do constantly cry
your love and kindness I do behold
as there is something special between you and I

and even when the grave shade
of death comes unexpectedly
our relationship cannot fade
and you are a part of me

and nothing can remove
the depth and impact of our love.

Topic(s) of this poem: love

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 15, 2014

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