A Long Time Ago Somebody Moved Me (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

A long time ago somebody moved me like you in these days
and where autumn now suddenly is bringing the winter's iciness
there is more real discontent than satisfaction
but still I hear the birds singing their songs of praise outside.
Still undeniable is the love between you and me,
even when the season is bringing winter early,
there is a kind of pleasure that constantly remains in the heart,
as if new life lies around the corner ready to jump out,
as if again a spring is waiting within months
and the emptiness of the world and of the disposition,
is something that changes again into sunshine and days of laughter
even when rain pours down in the coldest winter,
days will come that you and I will smell the sun in the grass,
even where now turbidly it dives away behind clouds.

[Poet's note:In the Southern Hemisphere of the earth the seasons are opposite to those in the Northern Hemisphere.]
© Gert Strydom