It's as if I yearn for something that is not available,
where for decades I have been missing you,
where I do my best to follow God,
all around me can still see the works from His hands
and I think of you with much more than just compassion,
see you as a perfect mature woman
and it's as if you build a world around you,
while through nights I am alone in darkness,
where for decades I have been missing you.
© Gert Strydom
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