To stop that goodbye
There is a girl in Cape Town
who at a time I met
and entranced
a bit later we wed
and only God does comprehend
what made us part
and brought every thing to a end
and froze her heart
with polar snow
and still I do not know,
for she could smile
like a angel
and it was like
the sun rising
and we had a glorious summer
and all of my tomorrows
and yesterdays
I would have lived with her
but youth and passion
had its own way
and there was nothing
that I could do or say
to stop that goodbye.
poem by Gert Strydom
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