English Poetry Response

So in my English class, we are given a poem every week and told to either analyze or give any form of response that comes to mind.  It could be another poem, a drawing, explication or whatever else our creative minds could fabricate.  This week it was Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's "The Old Hunstman," and I came up with this reponse:

My Timeless Friend
Time and Time again, I have walked at your side
Days and days on end, I have waited for your call
Faceless, Unmasked Figure, I see you clearly
Many Times I have heard your voice
So like my own, beckoning the end
Never, though I thought I would soon
Did I hear you beckon for my own

No friend understands me clearer
None truly appreciate my depth
You, kind Reaper, have seen more than all
It was you who educated me first
It was you who taught me life's best lesson
No life's worth can be measured until its end
None are above the inevitable fate which gives our dance meaning

Dear friend, you have seen me rise and fall
Through ups and downs alike
No one do I appreciate more than you,
You who deliver us to the final resting place
None are safe from your cold embrace
Though I find that perhaps in your arms
I may be more content than those of any flesh

Life has held little fulfillment, as you have seen
So 'ere I wait for your call
Knowing full well that you delay the inevitable
You have always preferred allowing life to thrive
I am yet young, too young for the hollow nature of my soul
Perhaps I was put here only to give you a breathing companion
Alas, I will bear that title gladly in return for your understanding
You who understand all

I'd love anyone's thoughts on this poem, and while I would prefer that no one use it, I am not going to completely ban people from it.  I know how English teachers fawn all over any poetry that has the mildest form of insight.  

Thank you to any and all that take the time to read this
Leomè