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.