This poem is one of my favorites! I can remember reading it in high school for the first time and feeling completely lost but after picking it apart I came to enjoy the wonderful darkness presented that brings peace to mind. By accepting Death we can live a more free life and by welcoming it when the time comes, we can pass on with a sigh of relief as
"We passed the School, where Children strove
At Recess-- in the Ring--
We passed the Fields of Gazing Grain--
We passed the Setting Sun--
Or rather--He passed Us"
:) my personal favorite part about the poem
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