It Is Only One Day Poem by Gert Strydom

It’s only one day
and I see you again
and the weekend
passed much too soon
and on this Monday
life continues
like always.

The wonderful time with you
of yesterday and the day before,
is burnt into my soul.

I steel feel your hand
folding over mine
an the touch
of your silky skin.

It as if a new summer
has already arrived for us
and the sun
and the blue sky
Let’s the winter disappear
and it’s difficult
wait for tomorrow
to have you with me.