(for Daleen, in answer to Lina Spies)
Where the autumn-sun do shine bright outside
while I love you in times of joy and pain,
nothing can stop the redbreast singing,
where his song of praise rises for the rain
and I know that all loneliness do disappear
where the whole day the weaver is twittering for its mate,
the doves with cooing do bring their love to each other
and absolutely wonderful is company with you
while I love you in times of joy and pain.
[Poet's note and reference:"Hooglied vir die oorlewende" (Song of Songs for the survivor)by Lina Spies. The seasons in the Southern Hemisphere of the earth are opposite to those in the Northern Hemisphere.]
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