My Garden Blossoms (English Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

My garden blossoms pink, red, purple and white
where the birds do twitter, a spring is murmuring,
and in great tranquillity it is to me a great delight
while through the oak trees the wind is whispering

and I walk up and down in this almost holy place
between roses, lilies, geraniums and hollyhocks
and here I can feel God's presence and His grace,
do hear the laughing babbler where the dog it mocks

but in all of this great beauty to you I do painfully long
as without your presence everything here is very empty
and in my heart my love for you is sincere and strong
while daily I do constantly wish for you to be with me

while I see patterns that do pass in the clouded dappled sky
and far too slowly my days without you in them do pass by.

© Gert Strydom