Bernard Barclay Poet Rhyme

Death's Shadow

Deaths shadow
waits with silent arms
from birth 
he grasps the night 
of silent charms

Each day of life
but one,
with less to share, 
death grasps the night
of silent charms

We laugh we play
we step with eye's of joy
we grasp our life 
and play with childrens toys
he waits with silent charms

with age 
come's twisted back's 
forgotten joy
he waits with open arms 
for your caress

The shadow of the night 
you didn't miss
the walker waiting 
in the silent mist
I do not worry

Death the doorway 
to a better  life
if God exists 
then heavans wait's
with arms of love

but then perhaps 
no thoughts 
a silent mind
no more to think
with nothing on your mind

Heavan or nothing
what's to worry
No mind no thought 
no problem

To us, a death is doom 
and gloom,
to God it's just a door
that leads to home

The gift of God is love
his joy awaits
heavans home of joy
awaits his thrown

my love awaits 
the midnight hour
when time demands
my shadows flight.

Perhaps in life 
the fear of death
can rule your home 
and cause a rift

Yet what have we 
to fear my friend
a life in heavan
or it ends.

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