Daleen Enslinstrydom

Rookie - 215 Points [Daleen EnslinStrydom] (25-02-1967 / Springs, South Africa)

Daleen Enslinstrydom Poems

161. Mother’s Butterfly 11/29/2013
162. A Rainbow Over The Plains Of Africa 12/2/2013
163. A Silent Prayer 12/9/2013
164. Knitting Frustration 12/11/2013
165. A Dew Fresh Morning 12/12/2013
166. Soft Green Leaves Appear On Each Tree 12/13/2013
167. The Race Of Life 12/16/2013
168. When The Stars Play Hide And Seek 12/18/2013
169. Sadness We Do Carry Alone 12/20/2013
170. With The Breaking Dawn 12/30/2013
171. A Puppet 12/30/2013
172. Hand In Hand 1/5/2014
173. Rose Of My Heart 1/9/2014
174. Longing For The Sea 1/14/2014
175. In The Middle Of The Night 1/28/2014
176. Eyes Do Not Lie 1/30/2014
177. I Wish I Knew What Tomorrow Holds 2/10/2014
178. When Jacaranda Flowers Fall 2/12/2014
179. Behind The Lace Curtains 2/24/2014
180. My Guardian Angel 2/25/2014
181. I Do Believe That Life Changes Us 2/26/2014
182. The Veil Of The Night 3/27/2014
183. Autumn 3/31/2014
184. How Long 4/1/2014
185. A Grandma Is 4/2/2014
186. Love Has Its Own Language 5/5/2014
187. A New Tomorrow 11/20/2013
188. Spring 11/21/2013
189. The Eyes Of My Mother 12/3/2013
190. When At Times I Hear The Sad Songs Of Life 12/5/2013
191. Going To Canaan 5/14/2014
192. When The Last Roses Flower In May 5/19/2014
193. On A June Night 5/26/2014
194. Why Do Words Not Come Easy To Me? 5/29/2014
195. The Glory Of The Lord 6/2/2014
196. I Miss You Like Summer Rain 6/6/2014
197. Will They Remember? 6/9/2014
198. When You Did Come Back To Me 1/19/2014
199. You Are A Part Of My Forever Summer 8/13/2014
200. My Spring Dream 9/10/2014
Best Poem of Daleen Enslinstrydom

Under The Shade Of The Big Old Oak Tree

Under the shade of the old oak tree Jafta sit
and his mind wanders back as he reflects on his life
while the sun sets in the west.
He is overcome with sorrow to braking point,
he knows his time is running out and that the sun
of his own life is also setting
and that there is no return.

Life was so much easier
when he was stile younger,
yesterday is gone
and it will never return.

His eyes are weary and he looks downhearted,
he does not even see his beloved grassland
and does wonder why life does have to hurt so much?
He gazes into ...

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Betrayed By Love

Where the southeaster blows sand
from the beach against the house,
it's as if it blows all the sadness
of yesterday along with it.

She gazes through the window,
like a statue dressed in red
while the morning breaks
and daylight turns to orange-red

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