If I were an angel, I would hear the angels say

Guess who is coming, on this very day

She is complete beauty, a special sort of light

Because we all love her, time to make it right

The cruelty of living when faced with being ill

Gives way to the reason, to climb the golden hill

The loss to us is heartbreak, but we have a piece of gold

The entertaining words she spoke, in our hearts we hold

For us, we remember, the words she used to say

A smile on her lips, the words would come our way

A twinkle in her eye, the words just like a tune

“I have to lose 20 pounds by this afternoon.”