It’s a long while back and yet it stays, <br />how she draws delightful on a cigarette <br />and drink a glass, <br />of yellow sparkling st. Anna with me. <br /> <br />Maybe I was on a dark road <br />at the time and she gave me <br />a bit of light and protection against loneliness <br />and the impact of destiny. <br /> <br />She understood me for who and what I am <br />and much more than passion can find <br />a way to bind, <br />I was trapped by her humanity.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-reminiscence-3/
