Constantly She Brings Joy

The voice of my love is like a melody
and constantly she brings joy to me,
her eyes is more lovely than the sky,
and in her presence truly happy am I

while I see the brilliance of her smile,
eternally with wit she does me beguile,
until all life leaves me and beyond
to her I will be forever fond.

poem by Gert StrydomReport problemRelated quotes
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