The Bell Poem by ELENA SHLAFERMAN ELENA SHLAFERMAN

The bell, you will tel me: 'well'.
If you are not here,
you can be close.
'Well' is word of the bell.
If you touch my hand
don't be blind.
The bell, will yo tell me 'well'.
If you are alone
this is my house crying.
Why do you say 'Goodbye'?
My sleeping eyes will not be sad.
Why don't you try give the world
a surprise, isn't that bad?
The bell,
if you say me 'well'
one moment here
and I am nearby.
Why don't you try stop a time
without ' Goodbye'.
06.05.2012.