Death, the final curtain, drawn on life’s stage,
A somber scene that leaves us in despair.
It takes our loved ones, and leaves in their place,
An emptiness that echoes through the air.

Yet death is not an ending, but a start,
A journey to a place beyond our sight.
Where souls may find a peace that fills the heart,
And bask in everlasting light.

For death is not a punishment, but grace,
A release from pain, and toil, and earthly care.
And though it brings a sadness to our face,
It sets our souls free from their earthly snare.

So let us not be haunted by its call,
But embrace it as a necessary fall.

For death is but a passage to the sky,
A gateway to the heavens, where we’ll fly.

And there we’ll join our loved ones, who have passed,
In a realm where peace and love will always last.

So let us not be fearful of its grip,
But find in death a solace and a trip.

To a place where love and peace forever reign,
And where our souls will soar, without restrain.

Though death may seem to rob us of our kin,
It is a bond that never can be broke.
For though they may no longer dwell within,
Their love and spirit still surround and soak.

Our memories of them, like precious gold,
Shall shine with luster bright, for all to see.
A timeless treasure, worth more than its weight,
That warms our hearts and sets our spirits free.

And though we may not see them face to face,
Their legacy endures, with every breath.
Their wisdom, kindness, love, and gentle grace,
A gift that guides us, even after death.

So let us not in grief be overthrown,
But cherish life and those we’ve known.

For death may take, but it can also give,
By binding us in love, that will outlive.