"Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream"
I vow to love, to live as dangerous as I can,
To not delay nor quicken my death,
To feel sorrow and joy as it came to be,
To love people as I love sleep,
I vow to you, To keep smiling when
the adventure ends, Fade away is the light of life
I’ll be ready to restart and amend, For death is
the tunnel’s end, Nothing but
a new adventure ascend, I vow to a
dying friend, To live life as beautiful a dream.
Golden Shovel poems are poems in which every last word of each line, if read from top to bottom, will form a phrase from another poem. Mine is from Keats' poem "On Death". You guys should try it! it's a challenge indeed.