Hettie Van Zyl
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Poem "You":
- written April 2009
- published April 8, 2009
- viewed 42 times
Other poems by Hettie Van Zyl:
»A Falling Leaf«
»A Harsh Word«
»A Powerful tool«
»An Open Mind«
»Beginning of a new day«
»Broken Wing«
»Child of the street«
»Flames«
»Hailstorm«
»Happiness«
»how?«
»In The Eyes Of A Child«
»Joyful Tear«
»Love of a real friend«
»Miracle«
»Noah's Ark«
»Price For Peace«
»Real Love«
»She cried«
»That special friend«
»That Special You«
»The Abused«
»The Gold Digger«
»The race«
»Time Limit«
»What Counts«
»When You Were Mine«
»Words«
Visit Hettie Van Zyl's profile page
Poem "You":
- written April 2009
- published April 8, 2009
- viewed 42 times
Other poems by Hettie Van Zyl:
»A Falling Leaf«»A Harsh Word«»A Powerful tool«»An Open Mind«»Beginning of a new day«»Broken Wing«»Child of the street«»Flames«»Hailstorm«»Happiness«»how?«»In The Eyes Of A Child«
»Joyful Tear«»Love of a real friend«»Miracle«»Noah's Ark«»Price For Peace«»Real Love«»She cried«
»That special friend«»That Special You«»The Abused«»The Gold Digger«»The race«»Time Limit«»What Counts«»When You Were Mine«»Words«»You«
You still the most precious thing
in my life.
You the woman of my youth.
The golden hair long gone by now.
But Sweatheart I still love you.
So silently some times I watched
The trembling of your hand.
The hard you try to make so sure
where the cup of tea must land.
Forgetting of important things
makes you so sad and blue,
still you the most precious thing
in my life.
Sweatheart I still love you.
The slowness in your steps
these days,
has not pass my eyes.
Also the sleepless nights you have,
so to that silent cry.
The restlessness in your eyes
sometimes.
Show me you realize to,
that both of us are growing old.
But, sweetheart I still love you.
in my life.
You the woman of my youth.
The golden hair long gone by now.
But Sweatheart I still love you.
So silently some times I watched
The trembling of your hand.
The hard you try to make so sure
where the cup of tea must land.
Forgetting of important things
makes you so sad and blue,
still you the most precious thing
in my life.
Sweatheart I still love you.
The slowness in your steps
these days,
has not pass my eyes.
Also the sleepless nights you have,
so to that silent cry.
The restlessness in your eyes
sometimes.
Show me you realize to,
that both of us are growing old.
But, sweetheart I still love you.
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Jayram Daya: "Love matures with age. Thought provoking, good"- Larry Lenwell: "So beautiful, it reminds me of my parents. They knew one another for only 2 weeks before being married, and were together for 64 years....before my father passed away. Your poem brought tears to my eyes, Thank you Hetti"
- Christina: "Ag dit is so mooi ene die!"