Cycle (Couplets) Poem by Gert Strydom

(in answer to Annette Snyman)

When the morning comes with fog grey
then you do turn my day around with the words you say.

When fiercely the sun burns in the afternoon's blue sky
then in the garden you take my hand and time does fly.

When the evening star and the moon hangs low in the early evening
then in the driveway you walk into my longing.

When at night drunken the neighbours do fight
then you do love me still with all of your might.

When the people at the back at the guesthouse do cause uproar
then in silence you do me adore.

When the fog disappears as the sun burns it from above
you are the one who do appear with tea and love.

[Reference:"Kring" (Circle)by Annette Snyman.]