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in Life I feel warmth
in Life I see happiness
in Life I hear laughter
with a wave of Her hand, flowers bloom
every step She takes, people beg Her to stay longer
Her breath alone revitalizes everything around Her
a smile
Her smile
is all it takes for someone to return
What does it feel like, I wonder
To be welcomed at every door
To be rejoiced in hearts
To create such beauty
And yet
Why does She seem so sad?
Every time She holds something new, there is a look on Her face that tells me She isn't happy to see it
No, that's not quite right
She is
Happy to see it, that is
But She is sad too
For it, not because of it
Why?
I wish I could ask Her
There's so much I'd want to know
Does She make everything with a plan?
Or does she.. wing it sometimes?
On accident
For me, there is no such thing as a mistake for them
I arrive and am begged to go away, for a little longer
An hour
A day
A year
A little more time, they ask
But it's not my choice to make
It never is
Of course, there are some
Who welcome my presence
But not because they see me as a friend
Only because they wish to leave Her
I could never imagine it
Leaving Her, who is as radiant as the sun itself
Why?
I can't ask Her
I don't know what would happen
If I were to touch Her
Would She fall?
And start to fade
Like everything else does in my arms
Would her eyes, as deep green as the forests she walks in,
Become grey and dark?
Would her hair, woven with grass and glowers,
Wilt?
Would her skin, smooth and pale
Rot?
I don't know
She is the only thing
I will never know
For I am Death
And She,
She is Life