Bid Adieu Poem by Ahyela Andojar

Bid Adieu

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Call me
Not.
No need for sight.
With five pillows in bed,
I’d lay half-dead.

Sleep well,
It’s just for awhile.
Please dry your eye
Sorrows long gone in goodbye.

In darkness there always been,
No need for sight.
Call me not,
At six
There is light.


(Oct.3,2010 Doha, Qatar)

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