Love, We Must Part Now Poem by Gert Strydom

Love, when you have to leave me,
let it not be
with hatred, with calamity
and although we are both sad
with voids that none other can fill
let we remain great to each other.

Outside the world goes on,
people fall in love, children are born
and each and every morn the sun
hangs bright, full of heat
in the blue sky

and although regret and sadness
fills us both
let us be free from cruelty,
remain you and me
and part each other with dignity.


[Reference: Love, we mast part now by Philip Larkin.]