Death

It comes like a thief and steals away
The ones I love and want to stay.

It takes them from me with grief and pain,
And I will never stop hurting again.

The were so close so near to my heart,
But every memory just tears me apart.

My life is full of misery and pain
Because they in the grave have been lain.

I cannot go on; I miss them so much.
Their tender gentle loving touch.

They soothed a broken heart and gave
Comfort as they went to the grave.

Reality sets in; they are gone,
But their memory still lives on.

My heart and mind both keep
The times of good before their deep sleep.