This poem is far more sobering, to think that all life comes to an end at some point, but I've found that when faced with the reality of the end, we are given a choice. Will we choose life, to live this one life to its fullest, with love and purpose and drive, or we can choose to dwell on the reality of death, and in the process waste away this life we have. To me the beauty behind it all is that we don't just have this life, but a beautiful eternity beyond this life to look forward to in Heaven, and that is something that no death here can cloud. 

Wishing you all the best my friend!