I really miss you
The sun has burnt
the morning’s fog away
and now its
a bright hot sunny day.
I take photo’s
of gigantic yellow
and black bees
the size of big black beetles
whetting their appetites
on the flowering sage
and the sun burns my face
and even the wind is hot
for a April autumn day
and without you my life is empty
and I find small things to do
to keep me occupied
and I really miss you.
poem by Gert Strydom
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