Remember me when you lie in your fluffy-soft bed,
when the gardenia blows in on the wind,
when you say your prayers to God
and in a restless sleep turn over and over.
Remember me when you fall asleep,
when the doves outside do sing their love-songs
and everything around do slowly disappear,
when the night brings magic to you
and when the morning comes suddenly
where you wake up full of new hope,
when the handiwork of God do leaves you speechless.
I wait that you do walk into my arms,
then you do know that I do love you,
when I hold you so painfully tight against me.
© Gert Strydom
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Halo Gert, this is a beautiful piece of writing. It calms everything down and reaches out for those who are our closest. I loved reading it. Keep up.