I wish that I could clearly recall the day <br />the exact moment, the instant that we did meet <br />but it runs away like something with ever moving feet <br />as if the emotions between us are ever at play <br /> <br />and now I cannot really clearly say <br />what had happened but that moment was sweet, <br />each other we did pleasantly greet <br />and although that time had slipped away <br /> <br />to both of us later it meant so much <br />and at the times when we are apart <br />nothing can our true love remove <br />and its impact lingers in each touch <br />are in each glance like a silent kind of art <br />which does its sweet presence prove.<br /><br />Gert Strydom<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-wish-that-i-could-clearly-recall-the-day-italian-sonnet/
