Very much I fancy being with the lady
who at this time already might be at rest,
to a simple life with me I want to suggest,
as she is kind and dear and sincere to me,
and this is no bewitching or necromancy,
as of all women I do know her the best
where my time and friendship she does request
and by her in my life I am truly blessed,
as she is to my longing and life the key
and to her I do fervently wish to go
but for the right opportunity I wait.
Tonight a bird's call adds loneliness on
Sincerely and intimately I do her know
and to phone her right now it's much too late,
where this lonely day is almost gone.
© Gert Strydom
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