Life as a Book

I have seen death
From that black drapes over his bones
like a shadow over the ground
And he whispers my name
I have known that death comes

I have seen Cupid
From the vibe that all can see
He shot me with the arrow of hearts
I have felt this way for only some
I have known Love he brings is real

I have seen angels
I have had the grasp of the angelic features
And the eyes that wave blue as the ocean
They say words that woe me from sin
I have know perfect

I have had demons
That grown and reached me
Like a plant in search for sunlight
They have hurt me more than most
I have known that all things come as a price

I have met a man down the street
He had lost his only daughter
He had love for her he cried at sound of her name
he had a shrine for her in the house
He had this all happened and he still lives on

I have learned more from the man down the street
than you Can learn from any one from a book
Thats why you listen and learn
♠ ♠ ♠
This poem was written when I lost some one dear to me.