How could you say that death has beauty? How could you tell me death has a duty? When it's about to steal you away from me! The fear I feel as I watch you slip away Knows no bounds, as I sit there every day In dismay, trying to delay The pending future, that my eyes portray Yet my thoughts betray My feeble mind And am confined Within rage that binds my common sense, which has died And as I sit there watching your life and death intertwine In a fate already predefined I can't help but feel deprived! It's hard to accept that life is so unkind, Yet when I look at you, you tell me your time has arrived And that one day I'll understand, That death is just like life, Two ends of the same string As I take a trip down memory land I remembered the stories we used to share, The laughter, the tears, and the love we shared I also remembered the lessons you taught, The strength and wisdom that you brought. he told me without death, life would be everlasting that is what makes life so dazzling and enchanting It is the thought of death that makes life so meaningful and as I watched him fade away the meaning of his words finally hit me like a ray a ray of sunshine full of insight so bright, with light like the alluring night and as I sat there, ready to say goodbye I knew I had to comply, with the rules of life, and except that he was content 100 percent :)