You can feel when there presents leaves <br />Feel the swift air in the breeze <br />tho it brings sadness and fro <br />Silent as night, dark as the crow <br />Rivers of tears, shadows of grief <br />Is shown as on a dying leaf <br />Colors fade to darkened veins <br />Shows no life, show no pain <br />Death is a silent game <br />To whom he chooses <br />There is no blame <br />It’s in as night, leaves as day <br />For one to grieve for without say <br />Only see the empty face <br />No life, no motion <br />Just the pale face <br />But some do realize the goodness in death <br />A place of peace a place of rest <br />No pain, no hate <br />Out of this world <br />Out of this mess <br />Can’t be bothered, can’t be pessed <br />But they never feel what sadness leaves <br />Scars, broken hearts, un' woven sheets <br />But who can choose when death comes <br />Who can choose who he overcomes? <br />Only wait n feel the breeze <br />Knowing some ones life is finally at ease.<br /><br />Peter Salgado<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/deaths-say/
