After You Left (Fay Slimm Form)

The day you left the rain poured down almost endless;
many things have changed.
The jasmine, geraniums and irises started blooming
as if they were destined
with pretty flowers opening in the morning mist,
the air soft with lavender
breezed into the room through the open window
but still your shadow
keeps on wandering into my mind, much
as if you are hiding somewhere.
The sun came just as bright as
when you were here, shining with intensity
and each and every day birds sing joyously,
happy to be free.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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