Death can be such a beautiful thing
In a way, you say you can hear him sing.
And even though it's darkness he brings,
Everything will change from the life you were savoring.
People's lives may be brought down leisurly.
And others will be brought in with treasury.
Death is a spirit in which you cannot see,
Preparing life so we can just leave.
And while this all may seem haunting,
Just live you life and you won't be taunting.
While everything was built to last,
I hope you'll remember not to live too fast.
And when your day finally arrives.
Death will be waiting to finalize,
Your last few moments to say goodbye.