Death is not
a tall figure dressed
in black.
It doesn’t have an intimidating
black cloak
or a skull for a face,
and it doesn’t bear a scythe to kill you.
We shouldn’t have to see Death as
this monster,
this scary,
violent,
ruthless
monster.
Maybe if we saw
Death
in a different light, not as a scary
entity, but as a small
but strong,
kitten
with dark–but not black–fur
and large, white, caring eyes,
we wouldn’t be so afraid
when Death crawls into our laps
to take us away.
by Cheyenne, 7th grade
Calvin Rains
Wonderful! I am amazed with your talent! Keep writing!
Thanks and best wishes!
Kristi Beer
So wise for one so young!