Death Poem by Harold R Hunt Sr

Death
Death is so hard and bad.
We lose so much and gain so little.
We watch as they come and go
Only to say no words that can make them stay.
We fill our hearts with the greatest of pain
But God hears only so few.
We cry before God to know why.
But he only knows the reason why.
The young, The old they walk side by side.
Knowing someday, we shall see them all.
Death is hard. But what can we do.
But just ask why!
God hears us Today as another angel falls
Our prayers we cry go to those that have lost.
Our prayer to God goes heaven bound.