Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 26,670 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

At Times I Can Loose Myself In Sadness - Poem by Gert Strydom

At times I can loose myself in sadness
although the sun still rises in the morning,
the stars glow in their myriad at night,
the wind rustles in the great oak trees

as you have left me, have gone to another
and I truly did love you and thought that you
had a place for me somewhere in your heart
and in days and nights like this we were together

and there is some kind of detachment in the loss,
as if the world is much more immense without you
as if I will somewhere, somehow again find you
but you are nowhere and days turn into years

and what we had is gone and totally lost
while memories keeps on lingering.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, December 2, 2011

Poem Edited: Friday, December 2, 2011

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