Gold is precious
As is life
Both are taken in the night.
But you get those brave few who venture out when the sun is high, and make their mark on the letter from Life to Death.
So Life said to Death: My apologies about the gifts that go slow, and those that go fast, those that come early, too young, and ready for you• My gifts to you don't understand how important the timing of our engage truly is. They present themselves when they want, whether it is their own to give it not. I am so
sorry my dear friend death, so I now I must part.
