Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 21,875 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Time Passes Too Quickly - Poem by Gert Strydom

I feel winter’s first cold fingers touching
and time flash by to quickly
as if the last years are waiting on me
and I button my jacket tighter
and know I really need a proper coat
that can rid me of the cold.

I feel winter’s first cold fingers touching
and time passes too quickly
and I wonder where I fit into it all
and everything is different from what it once was
and things have gotten other and new meanings
and I am tired of struggling against life
and I feel my winter’s first cold fingers touching me.


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 15, 2009



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