Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 28,459 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

My Autumn - Poem by Gert Strydom

My hair turns grey
and my friends have left
to stay in the USA,
Australia and Great Britain
and life is just rolling on
and the beginning of winter
is nearly here
and the summer forever is gone.

Shadows appear like ghosts
from the past and memories fade
like the shades in the sun.
Life was sweet and painful at times
and I have loved and lost and of the battles I fought,
I have won some, but what good has it brought?

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 15, 2009

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