Death! Poem by Becky Ginn

Everyone sees death as a bad thing but really it's not
Everyone dies so it's quite normal
Depending on the circumstances

I hated my life when my nan and uncle died but life goes on
I may only be 15 but i'm quite sensible

I asked GOD why and he couldn't say
But then I realised, it's better to die without suffering
Than to die when your past it and in pain

I am slowly getting over their deaths by asking myself questions like
Why do I want them back?
Would I want them to suffer?

Then I realised (again)
That it was me being sellfish!
They are now in a better place than if they hung on
They are safe, happy, being looked after
What more do I want?