Walking with Death, they go on a casual stroll
Knowing full well, it’s not her time to go
She has much to tell, but has also just begun
Death is understanding, when his time has overrun
For blessed was her soul, by the living and the dead
Her strength all mighty, under control in her head
“A miracle occurred” a Dr was said to say
Waking up smiling, without a worry on her face
Some say she had help,
from someone high above
Maybe a guardian Angel, sent to her with love
though her tale is not of angels, she knew her destiny
Using powers of a goddess, never giving up easily
Her determination was clear, to all those present
She just had no plans to go, and thats exactly how it went
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