The infamous reaper need not be labeled “grim”

nor, as a given, need we be in fear of  him

His work is not done simply on a whim

nor, from his assignment, must sadness stem

Perhaps this hunter comes here as a friend

to find us each; a helping hand to lend

toward a beginning, not the predicted end

where goodness leads all souls to make amends

We would feel death gently passing through unseen

if from the very start, our lives had always been

lives of love, faith, and caring not wrapped up in means

death’s nightmares may never come, not even in our dreams

This award was given to me by Jingle