Angel of death

Gift of life,
Experience of different phases at a time,
When we go sleep at night,
It is by grace that we see the next daylight,
Some people's eyes fail to open,
Lack of breathe of life,
Angel of death often comes by,
Turns everything bright to dull,
When one's life slips out,
The end of one's life is the start another being's life,
It is hard to recover,
As death lurks in the air like dust,

Always ready to take away life out of one of us,

I hope everyone has enough time on earth.

Double_O Franklyne.