He came to me
was here last night
held my hand
swore it would be alright.
With soft spoken words
and deep trust in his eyes
he spoke of a place
where serenity lies.
Promising to help
guide the way
said he\'d be back
for a visit today.
I finally spoke up
for I desired it bad
my soul was aching
for this peace he had.
With such a beautiful gift
I asked why to me he came
He replied, \"I am your angel
and Death is my name.\"