When I perish
When I perish
from this world
of pleasure and pain
and joy and sadness,
I’ll want it all again.
If I enter eternity
I’ll long to be,
back on the earth with you.
Let other people long
for a place of peace
and streets of gold,
but I will be happy and content
to have spent
a life with you.
poem by Gert Strydom

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