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ANGEL OF MERCY
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Pilgrimages of the Soul When we have traveled the road of strife
with all our hopes and fears,
Death comes to end our weary life
while we shed happy tears.
Oh, Death is a thing of beauty,
like a sparkling drop of dew.
It takes us when our duty
here on Earth is through.
Death is an angel of mercy
who comes to take us all.
Death is the Hand of God
which carries us to His hall.
This is a really well done poem with good flow and rhyme. Keep up the good work!