Gert Strydom

(03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Remind Me


Remind me about how it once was
when we were newly in love,
about how neatly our lives fitted into each other’s
before the time when the hurting did begin.
Tell me about all the old stories and tales
that with time still does linger with me,
about fairies, dwarfs and angels
and a God that endlessly does love,
about dreams of travelling to distant countries
and some things you can even fabricate
before everything that is precious
is lost with the approach of time
and sometimes in this old world I feel as if I am lost
when my heart is constantly full of pain.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, April 23, 2013
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