I could say no more but
Good-bye. She lay alone
as always the center of attention.
So radiant even in…
I loved her, and so much
beauty was lost
when she was struck.
So many feelings but
I could say no more but
Good-bye.
She haunts me now.
I see her in dreams
sometimes.
Gorgeous. Not an
angel, just a servant.
she speaks but only to
say
Good-Bye.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem