There was something beautiful in the way she stared at the sky, In the way her face lit up with hope, In the she stretched out her hand and let the light consume every inch of her elegant body, draped in white, There was something heartbreaking about the way she smiled at me and waved a final goodbye, There was something magical in how the thought of her makes it rain on my face, To the rest of the world, she lay peacefully in her coffin, But to me There was something beautiful in knowing that an angel has returned to heaven