I Saw Her Glance Into The Glass Mirror (Cavatina) Poem by Gert Strydom

I Saw Her Glance Into The Glass Mirror (Cavatina)



I saw her glance into the glass mirror,
she was smiling
and our love seemed very great and such
a simple clear thing;
life at times brought many heartaches and pain;
- this was living -
and if any day could be just like this,
then even bad days would be utter bliss.

© Gert Strydom

Friday, March 1, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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