Deppressing Poem

In the darkness of the night,
 when sadness envelops all in sight.
When rain comes and mingles with tears,
when it strengthens all your fears.

Love is fickle and death is swift;
both can just as quickly shift.
Love is just a biased sorter
and death wil never give any quarter.

But remember, after night comes the dawn,
and sunshine follows rain just like a song always sawn.
Though love is ephemeral and death is deep,
both you entrust your soul to keep.