And I Can Hear From You Poem by Gert Strydom

I have come to know
the words that you write
in your poetry
which I read
from your anthology each night

and the images
that fills the canvases
of your paintings
hanging on my wall,

but would love
a letter much better
telling me about
your feelings
and where I
fit into everything.

I have come to know
your body and your mind
and dearly miss you

but I miss
the animals
of our little zoo as well

and I can hear from you,
or you can tell me
to go to hell.