The Reapers Lullaby

The Reaper’s Lullaby

Hush now, dear soul, the time has come, The final verse of life's sweet hum. Fear not the dark; it’s not your foe, But a gentle tide where all must go.

I am no fiend, no specter vile, But a friend who walks this last, brief mile. In my arms, the weary find rest, A quiet home in the endless west.

Your breath grows faint, your heart slows pace, Yet see the peace upon your face. For what you leave, you do not lose, But trade for skies of softer hues.

The world beyond is not unknown, Its paths by countless feet are sown. You’ll meet again those lost to time, In realms unmarked by sorrow’s chime.

So take my hand, don’t turn away, I bring no night, but dawn’s new day. I am the bridge, the open door, To shores of light and evermore.

Rest easy now, let go of strife, For death’s no thief but part of life. I sing to you, as shadows blend, A reaper’s song—your faithful friend.