How I Do Miss You At Times Poem by Gert Strydom

(for Annelize)

My going away decades back was hell to me
but let me tell you about my life,
about how pretty the sunny spring and summer is
in which I do still sometimes miss you,
that the rain at times do splash down for days,
that probably you are my greatest love
and sometimes-simple things do bring you back
like the hollow in the back of a woman or a small girl,
the smile on the face of someone else
as our love is intense and sincere.

© Gert Strydom