Death and His True Love

Death is not as bad as he seams, You may shiver at this idea but it's true, He brings you to the light that gleams, When you are feeling a bit too blue, You may never feel sad again, But he may never get this luxury, So he must help others again and again, This may be a new discovery Why you may think Death is blue, He may never get a good of a life as you, But as time may pay its toll, Death may never have his glass half full, Yet with one last chance, Death has found someone to share a dance, But when he touched his true love's hand, She died at first glance, Death cried and cried, Until he too, died.