Dec 2015
'Why does there lie sorrow and gloom
on thy face? '
'Because I have to bloom'
the bud says.
Yet the bud blooms,
then begins to die,
like dewdrops falling down on tombs
says, 'Goodbye.'
on thy face? '
'Because I have to bloom'
the bud says.
Yet the bud blooms,
then begins to die,
like dewdrops falling down on tombs
says, 'Goodbye.'
This poem was composed on the farewell day of one of my colleagues.
