(for Annelize)
Come into my life with your summer laughter
when the winds of change do blow through every sunny day,
when from high in the oak tree the owl does call
and the doves do sing their laments right through the night.
Bring me your happy sparkle
when my whole world do fall apart around me
as if love will never again be present
come and find me where I am hiding and forswore all kinds of fear
when the bakbakiris (bush-shrikes)flutter, dance and sing their dialogues
be the one that brings love and new life to me.
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