My bye, I want to say to you
But where I'm going I can't tell
There is nothing beautiful about the knell
Seeing your beautiful face
Laced with a smile trace
Though, soon to be wetted by parting tears
Your soft sobs and deep sigh I can't bear
Wondering, who will hold you when am gone
The ugly fat man who stares at you
Or your pretty-faced friend that hits at me when alone?
Such pain you will have to go through
The doctor told me months ago
It's not the pain of death that scares me
Knowing I have you to tend me when I go
The pain of the loss I put you through hurts me
Now the day have pass
No sign of my end in sight
My spirit sailing high as kite
I feel as though this days will pass
Could it be tomorrow
Or next
Could it be this week
Or next
I bet nature wants me to hold your gaze a little longer
Until I forget your soft sobs and deep sighs
Leaving memories of your laugh and play
Then death will blow me away
like a kite lost on the wind
And holding your beautiful smile eternal in my mind.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem