The fox creeps in,
The fox creeps out.
Do not despair,
And do not shout.
Death is fair, it's wise and true,
Yet many a person will look sad and feel blue.
I shall miss you, and you shall miss me,
But I am still looking over you, right here in eternity.
A heart will always feel love, warmth and hate,
Yet you cannot do anything, it is too late.
It is not your fault, so do not hide,
Your personality has no terrible side.
This was the death that was meant to become,
Even if it meant a horrible grief for some.
Please do not cry, do not wail or run,
For my sake please, let your spirit enjoy fun.
I will always look over you and never forget,
The day that death made you feel so upset.
~ LA FIN ~