The last word,

The final breath,

The empty silence,

And then the death.


People crying,




Sadness and awestruck words are spoken,

In the light,

In the open.


The life she lived here on Earth,

Was more than just a grain of dirt.

It was the sun shining,

The birds chirping,

The laughter in the air.


It filled our hearts so that we could share,

The love she expressed to us all.

The End

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