(for Annelize)
I did meet you in my student days
but did somewhere loose you suddenly
and the time with you were sweet
but of it only memories do remain.
I did for years wait on you
to find me again
and then on a beautiful day
somebody else did suddenly astonish me
and did come into my life
but she also did leave me
and like many others their time is past,
yet still there is something unsaid between you and me
but like my friend Jan A. F. Du Plessis
I do not have the patience of trees,
although longing, passion and love is in my heart,
although you are in some of my dreams,
although at a time I did kiss you spout-mouthed
and you do things to my humanity and heart
and this wait for a bit game
is to me something near to the portals of hell
as he is right that waiting later does become a way of life.
[Reference: "Wag" (Wait)by Jan A. F. Du Plessis.]
© Gert Strydom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem