We Met After Twenty Years Poem by Gert Strydom

We met after twenty years
and it was a hot sunny day
and although you had changed,
you looked still as lovely as before.

You wanted more than friendship,
but our love was gone
and nowhere could it be found
and nothing could repair
the fracture between us.

I found you and our love
was forever lost
and no smile, or touch,
or kiss, or promise
could ever mend it again.

Some other pretty girl
became part of me
and her love and loyalty,
which she gives unquestionly
still stays with me.