Goodbye a Thousand times

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Death comes as a silent thief in the night,
slowly, meticulously laying hands on each precious item…
With great thought and care, death takes away…so much.

Death takes away their presence in our lives.
Death takes away the warm glow of happiness.
Death takes away smiles, embraces, dinners spent chatting…
Death takes away future possibilities.

I watch death take some slowly. Bit by bit. Day by day. Until there is nothing left.
I watch death take slowly the mind of some before it claims its final prize – the body.
I watch death come in quickly, taking swiftly and painlessly.

I have seen death take lives without rhyme or reason.
I have seen death make calm, calculated decisions.
I have seen death take those who prayed for it, those who were suffering.
I have seen death creepy slowly into minds until they could no longer wait and brought it down upon themselves.
I have seen death pluck the vibrant, young, healthy from this world without explanation.
I have seen death wait patiently for those who fought against it.

Yet, when death comes, when death takes those I love…
I can never understand why.

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  1. says

    That is beautifull. I’m sure everyone can relate to some part of this poem! I saw my grandma….stricken with alzheimers and just waiting for the sweat release of death. THis is excellent. I’m stopping by from the weekend wander at the RDC.

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