(for Annelize)
As if this summer is staying forever and do not pass away
with you I do want to live on each blessed sunny day,
do want to tell you of the nights that I do long for you
at the portals of your heart speak things that are true
while the nests of the weavers do on the oak tree sway
I want you the splendour of all of nature to observe
where nature does God in these holy days serve
with each dark urge of the depth of love I want to say,
with you I do want to live on each blessed sunny day.
© Gert Strydom
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