Your name
Your name is
written in the stars
and your surname says
that you come from heaven,
but I know that you
bring meaning to my life.
I can hear your voice
in the evening wind
and you are still with me,
when I am alone
with my thoughts.
To me it’s destined
from the beginning,
that you are my biggest blessing.
When life throws us about
and shakes our world apart,
I can only keep learning
to appreciate you more.
poem by Gert Strydom
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