If She Did Know About My Love For Her (In Answer To Sara Teasdale) (Roundel) Poem by Gert Strydom

If she did know about my love for her
never again would my painful tears flow,
constantly we would still be together,
if she did know.

Like a great fountain our joy would overflow,
in all her longings there would be no other
always I would see her bright smile glow,

while daily she would small flowers gather;
even in times of cold winter and snow
we would kiss, embrace each other rather,
if she did know…