The Years Of Life (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

(for Annelize)

Like a pomegranate the spring does burst open
with flowers like the red pits that are white
on the cherry, almond and peach trees
and the lavender-bushes and jasmine smells sweet like syrup
where a person walks suddenly through the fruit orchards
with apricots, peaches and plums soft to the pit,
with bees grumbling taking nectar to the hive
and in the springs the trees are baptised in all kinds of colours
when suddenly the winds do whirl
sultry nights do come with tranquillity
when life stops twisting
but in this winter of life in early old age
I am tired of the daily rummage
and are still astonished at your beauty.

© Gert Strydom