Hospital beds come to quickly these days.   I saw her just lay there fighting for her last look at love.   All she wanted was to see beauty in her existence.   She never knew.   Death came like a thief to break her free,   and carry her to life.   It stole her from all that she loved   and saved her from what could have come.   After all of this I know   she saw a door standing open,   with lights and jewels and fields forever,   let her braid a flower in her hair   She never knew she would see you this soon.