Just Yesterday Poem by Gert Strydom

Just yesterday I did shoot stones with a catapult,
saw flat stones
jumping over the dam,

the smell of Lucerne
did sweetly rise in my nose,
I did stand between rows of corn in the fields,

did play with my dinky-toy cars
and did build a dam at the stream
and as a child in innocence
I did like you a lot

but now my days are measured out
in the office,
in the city's tumult
and life does set obligations

and I wonder what does lie
in the chasing of a career
and even when the financial world
does lie at my feet

I do want it again
as in my childhood days.