Death poem?

Question:Anyone know any poems in the point of view of an innocent child who doesn't understand death? Or something of that sort?
Thanks.

Best Answer - Chosen by Asker: Anyone know any poems in the point of view of an innocent child who doesn't understand death? Or something of that sort?
Thanks.

Hans Christian Andersen wrote in 1825 "Det d?ende Barn" -

A Dying Child

Mother, I'm so tired, I want to sleep now;
let me fall asleep and feel you near
Please don't cry-there now, you'll promise, won't you?
On my face I felt your burning tear,
Here's so cold and winds outside are frightening,
but in dreams-ah that's what I like best;
I can see the darling angel children
when I shut my sleepy eyes to rest.
Mother, look, the angel 's here beside me!
Listen, too, how sweet the music grows.
See, his wings are both white and lovely;
surely it was God who gave him those.
Green and red and yellow floating round me,
they are flowers the angel came to spread.
Shall I, too, have wings while I'm alive, or-
Mother, is it only when I'm dead?
Why do you take hold of me so tightly,
put your cheek to mine the way you do?
And your cheek is wet, but yet it's burning-Mother
I shall always be with you...
Yes, but then you mustn't go on sighing;
when you cry I cry as well you see.
I'm so tired-my eyes they want stay open-
Mother-look-the Angel's kissing me.

Well its more like an adult.
"There's Been a Death in the Opposite House"
There's been a death in the opposite house
As lately as today.
I know it by the numb look
Such houses have alway.

The neighbours rustle in and out,
The doctor drives away.
A window opens like a pod,
Abrupt, mechanically;

Somebody flings a mattress out, -
The children hurry by;
They wonder if It died on that, -
I used to when a boy.

The minister goes stiffly in
As if the house were his,
And he owned all the mourners now,
And little boys besides;

And then the milliner, and the man
Of the appalling trade,
To take the measure of the house.
There'll be that dark parade

Of tassels and of coaches soon;
It's easy as a sign, -
The intuition of the news
In just a country town.

-Emily Dickinson

one of my favs.