Old friends
Cry, cry, you violin of old cry for these two souls sold old friends you and I and together we watch them go by once, their love, worth more than gold more than lovers, they too were friends of old deeper than the fleeting feeling of...
Impossible to separate
Her curse was her beauty. She was more beautiful than all the girls in the village, so she naturally attracted all of the available men, rich and poor, strong and weak, short and tall, handsome and cruel.
Coffee cups
There are just certain things in life a man needs to hide. Especially in this part of the Eastern Free State. For instance, your neighbour’s cattle, that incidentally came strolling onto your farm as a result of a broken fence down by the poort. Or perhaps the...