Along the path of life, I met Death one day.
He did not stop; just continued on his way.
I know not why he chose to pass me by;
but grateful it wasn't time for me to die.
When I see him again;I know will be for me;
he will linger by my bed; till my soul set free.
I won't fear him then; after given one reprise;
granted many years; since looked into his eyes.
I've lived, loved; laughed and cried some tears;
when all is said and done; I've given up my fears.
A rich life of loved ones and many friendships made;
I shall go peacefully into his realm of lasting shade.
With age comes wisdom; to know what is to cherish;
it's the passing of life's candle; allowing us to perish.
Mourn me not, nor shed unneeded tears for me;
Death passed me before; but now my soul is free.