Death, When Can You Come and Play Again?

This poem was inspired by a dear friend whose papa just died...

When Death comes, always greet Her with a smile on your face.
Wait patiently, then open the door quickly just before She knocks!
When Death enters the room, pretend you don’t notice, then quickly turn and say, “Boo!”
When the sun is high in the sky, jump on the shadows and try to catch Death’s shoelace.
Try to say that three times really fast:
Catch Death’s shoelace, catch Death’s shoelace, catch Death’s shoelace!
Ug. I can’t do it.

At night, tell Death She can visit you in your dreams.
(Oh, and She can also have the rest of the pudding you didn’t finish at snack time!)
At the beginning, Death spoke softly to me as the doctors tried to get me;
She held me so gently...
Once, I saw Death hiding in the sadness of a person's eye;
She winked at me from behind the sadness.
Death sometimes takes me on field trips;
She never gets lost!
One time, Death gave me a piggyback ride. And a lollipop.
I knew it was going to be ok.
When Death talks, I can see the whole sky and aaall the stars!
I snuck up on Death the other day, “Tag, you’re it!”
We fell down laughing.
Death, when can you come and play again?


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