Today
Today we buried my angel
In her Sunday dress
Eyes and hearts fell
She now lies in Earth's caress
Her stolen tomorrow
Sprouts wings of glory
We celebrate without sorrow
A short yet beautiful life story
She heard the Heavens call
Bravely accepting the request
"Death makes angels of us all"
The words of her last breath
Today we buried my angel
In the bosom of the land
A smile lights the chapel
She now holds her mother's hand
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