Farewell Poem by Arshi Pipa
Farewell
Come and say farewell, my sisters,
Smile and give no sign of grief,
At the doorway in high spirits
Come and wave a handkerchief.
With a head scarf dry your eyes now,
Wipe them near a burning tallow,
Fling it to the wind, my sisters,
Watch as it becomes a swallow.
'mongst the thousands on their way to
Foreign lands beyond the sea
I'll behold it when you cast it
There wherever I may be.
(1939)
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6/5/2025 2:30:40 AM # 1.0.0
lovely and very fine. I like it.