Far Away Poem by Gert Strydom

Far Away



I am jealous on the friends,
colleagues and children
that is daily with you
and even your two dogs
that holds you company
in the afternoons and evenings.

I am jealous on the beach
where in summer
you lay and tan
and on the bed
where both your sheets
have got you tightly against them.

It is quite a thing
to be without money
and more than a thousand kilometre away
and to love.

Monday, October 20, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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