Remembrance (English Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

A long hot lovely fruitful December
when in that summer you were with me
I do over and over now remember
as if no such summer will ever be

and nothing can our days of love destroy
while in my heart I do you deeply cherish
where still daily you do bring me joy
and even if this new summer does perish

they say love is something lasting forever
and truly I believe from God you were given
that not a thing on earth, can our love severe
and all of the hurt of the past are now forgiven

in my heart, soul, mind and spirit you remain
in all the joys of happiness, bliss and in pain.