For The Other You The Great Longing Do Remain Poem by Gert Strydom

I wish you would tell those things
of which the heart and soul alone knows.
I would have our lives much different
but the beautiful things I cannot forget.
I remember in the garden you stood
without words were looking at me,
I understood the glance in your eyes
while the loveliest roses were flowering
Now that part of you has disappeared.
Where for a time you put our marriage on hold,
I know that love has both joy and pain.
For the other you the great longing do remain:
for my own love-struck loving wife.
Maybe you will come or only in memories.
© Gert Strydom