Daily I Do Take Prayers And Wishes To Bed Poem by Gert Strydom

(in answer and to Cheryl Love)

I wish I could just jump ahead,
turn pages in the book of hours
while unknown the future towers,
I want laughter and joy to spread.

Daily do take prayers and wishes to bed,
see the indication of spring and its showers,
the healing, birth and some strange powers
and all the sorrows of yesterday now are dead.

Like one that do follow the shining sun,
I know every person has a place under it,
Your words did with their own magic tell
that in life there is a place for joy and fun,
while we and others do change bit by bit
with friendship realise that everything is well.

[Poet's note: I am quoting my friend Cheryl Love's poem here to which this poem is a reply:

Cheryl Love
"a poem for you...."

"we sit and we share life's stories
each of us in our hour of need
this rainbow trickles tears
it brings sunshine it brings hope
to our lives, we forgive fears
we reckon that one day we will cope
but why should fears and horror cloud our shade
it does, the taxes were issued
and they were displayed
in the book of hours, which has powers
time is a healer, time will tell
minutes together with days
cast the magical spell
but you know and i know fear is an emotion
devoted to those who have ways
of creating and have a devotion
may your dreams heal,
may your memories fade
let the goodness be real
and destroy the horror of the shade
written by Cheryl for Gert
my poet friend." ]