The Woman That I Adore Poem by Gert Strydom

The Woman That I Adore



The wonderful woman that I adore
live in the Song of Songs deep in my heart
and is almost in every word and sentence,
in all of my joy and all of my sorrow.
Psalms whirl out in words for her,
like butterflies that flutter away in the wind
and the sun gleams in her eyes when I notice her,
she is like an innocent beautiful girl.

© Gert Strydom

Thursday, September 27, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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