(after C. M. van den Heever)
When as a mere child fatherless I took Your hand,
I do remember: on the pathway of life at my side You did stand
but at places the road was terribly rocky
and even through the dust roads You did accompany me
but now all my dreams are shattered like castles of sand
and I stand at a place where my lost love I want to find again,
where I beg You to in our lives to remain,
where life is treating me somewhat underhand,
I do remember: on the pathway of life at my side You did stand
[Reference:"O grysaard" (Oh grey head)by C. M. van den Heever.]
© Gert Strydom
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