Minette, Once I Had Been Blessed Poem by Gert Strydom

Minette, once with your company
and love I was blessed,
sweetly smiling, still your face I see
even the book with flowers pressed

still reminds me
of how things between us had been,
about life’s frailty
and you were like an angel that I had seen

beyond all words beautiful and fair
with eyes the colour of a pure sky,
with blonde golden soft hair
and even while the years pass by,

even in death you remain ever young
and sometimes my feelings for you are still strong.