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by Kerri Feb 4, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about death
Death is silent it can come in the night it can creep in the darkness it can scare you with fright death is still it lurks all around if you aren't careful it can put you in the ground death is a killer caused by many things some death was meant to be how do you think angels get their wings death is unpleasant -it wasn't their time to leave -they weren't supposed to go that way us loved ones were left behind to grieve we do not grieve their death we do not grieve our strife we comfort others and let them know we must celebrate their life they are gone some place better a place to be happier than they were here a place to roam free a place we should not fear that place is a perfect world where there is no pain a place that everyone is happy and not in vain yet we stay down here and look to those above we think about them everyday and still shower them with love we know that they feel it that feeling of being thought about we don't have to say it out loud and we don't have to shout we know deep down they hear us because up there they can see they are in the Creators care in a place they can roam free
by aloneforgotten13
I liked this poem alot and so did my friend