Hospital beds come to quickly these days.

I saw her just lay there fighting for her last look at love.

All she wanted was to see beauty in her existence.

She never knew.

Death came like a thief to break her free,

and carry her to life.

It stole her from all that she loved

and saved her from what could have come.

After all of this I know

she saw a door standing open,

with lights and jewels and fields forever,

let her braid a flower in her hair

She never knew she would see you this soon.