When death calls
with a whisper so sweet
wooing our hearts
to a place where rest
is the only desire we long for
Do we smile as we embrace it?
When death calls
with loud staccato so shrill
holding our bodies at ransom
one foot on a bed
the other on a cold sheet
do we shed a tear as it pulls?
When death calls
with melodies so sweet
turning our spirit to armor
that rises beyond our dust
do we sing along with the angels?
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