It was somewhere in July

It was somewhere in July
that I first met you.
and that winters day,
felt like summer to me.

The sun was not too hot,
or cold and set in
a cloudless sky.

Emails and poems turned to reality
and your smile and the hug
that you gave me,
felt as if it was meant to be.

It was the best. and greatest thing
and still although you
are part of me,
you stay new
and first and last on my mind.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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