Last Night [3] Poem by Gert Strydom
Last Night [3]
Last night I dreamed that my hand was in yours
and that you were clinging tightly to it,
that you have forsaken the turning-away-roads
and my nose and thoughts was full of you
but now its today
and I see the glistening shine of your laughter
while I wonder what this day is holding
and new moments full of hope and adventure is waiting.
Monday, October 14, 2013
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