In the twilight of her gentle breath,
She whispered words of love and grace,
Leaving behind a sacred trace,
In the beautiful death of a loved one’s embrace.
Her eyes, a mirror to the stars,
Held stories of a life well-lived,
With each departing sigh she gave,
The universe seemed to forgive.
As petals fall from withered blooms,
Her spirit rose in quiet light,
Dancing through the velvet night,
Free from earthly binds and glooms.
Memories linger in the air,
A legacy of tender care,
In every heart she touched and healed,
Her beautiful death is gently sealed.