Today I lie my yesterdays in a bottle
Today I lie my yesterdays in a bottle
from which I can shake memories
as it fits me
and there are things catching moments,
letters of lost love
from which the perfume still comes,
photographs of other times
when the world was a better place,
military badges and pins of a war
which the country now wants to forget
l’Envoi
and I wonder how you leave behind your life
piece by peace like this
when you know that everything in a way
still has meaning.
poem by Gert Strydom
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