My GI Jane II

From the start you big eyes
looked right through me
and your glance
stirred the strings of my heart,
gave me shivers and only you
were in my head
while I read love and passion
in your eyes
and you made Luhatla wonderful for me.

That exceptional hell of a place
suddenly became special
and the exercising in
(before going to war in Angola)
had already become a pattern
and I couldn’t wait
to be with you
and time was only much too short
and days past much too quickly.

Then the morning came that had to be
and I saw courage and something valiant
in your eyes.

How bright the Luhatla sun shone
when the farewell came
and I drove away in my Ratel armoured car
and you had to stay behind.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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