If you are still alive when you read this,
close your eyes. I am
under their lids, growing black.
Goodbye
Bill Knott
(1)
Poem topics: black, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
Submit Spanish Translation
Submit German Translation
Submit French Translation
<< Face In The Window Poem
Next Poem
Write your comment about Goodbye poem by Bill Knott
Best Poems of Bill Knott