While I Can Recognize You (English Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

(for Annelize)

Still I have the feeling of unrealized love,
I recognize you at any time or place,
and I type words; these fingers are donors of,
do know the distinct image of your face.

I remember your favourite words of choice,
it's as if your perfume is in the air,
I know every distinct tone of your voice
and will be able to recognize it anywhere

but I am alone and you are not here,
while we look at the Ukraine with empathy,
with this war and COVID it is a terrible year;
in all of this I still wish you near to be

and pray for God to act on every day:
the Russian empire forever to stay.