Death

Death is a purple cake,

It’s icing as smooth as a freshly painted wall,

Lucious as dreams 

It’s taste as skyscrapers are tall

Death is a dog,

Fur like a cloud,

Black and White stripes all around,

Bearing a toy dove proud

Death is a pair of shoes,

Dark and sleek

Squeaking on a court,

Making a person seem less meek

Death is a red ribbon 

Lacy like silk

Tied in a perfect bow

It’s colored as pigmented as fresh milk

Death is a class of preschoolers 

Skipping around 

Bubbly like champagne 

Finding lost things in the ground

Death is a happiness 

For all who it endure

A place for happiness 

Representing all things pure