And I can hear from you
I have come to know
the words that you write
in your poetry
which I read
from your anthology each night
and the images
that fills the canvases
of your paintings
hanging on my wall,
but would love
a letter much better
telling me about
your feelings
and where I
fit into everything.
I have come to know
your body and your mind
and dearly miss you
but I miss
the animals
of our little zoo as well
and I can hear from you,
or you can tell me
to go to hell.
poem by Gert Strydom
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