Death knocked once at the door
And was ignored.
Death rapped twice, as a premature icicle,
And all pretended he wasn't in store.
Death encircled both sides,
And a wall kept him in stall.
Atempted to leap over the ledge,
But the wall was sealed shut.
Though was prone to spot
A crack underneath the door.
And death crept in...
Once in , he dared to stalk another
While two friends were talking and
Though keeping their composure.
Being amply aware of death's dim exposure.
One friend - ill chosen,
Displaying in his own way
His final farewell,
While one friend to face life's pains
In knowing you are the pilgrim,
And your friend has found his way home.
May I submit honestly?
I'm glad it was not me.
One thing struck - about dissappearing
Deal lovingly and wisely towards them,
You may never know their journey's end.
When a dispute surfaces, around the bend
Be the first to make amends!
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