She looked like and angel
lying still
Around her neck she wore a cross
And to her that was like her ticket
to heaven
But she had earned that,
her trip to heaven,
a very long time ago
She looked like an angel
she looked like she was sleeping
but her chest did not rise,
and her breast did not fall
She looked like an angel
as she lay there
Finally rid of her ailing body
Finally she took the true form
Of the angel she had always been
And that she will be forever more.
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