I hear the bell ring,
A new angel has gotten her wings.
I feel the soft breeze on my cheek,
As she delicately flys by.
I see the glint of her halo,
As she goes through a ray of sun.
I smell the faint hint of perfume,
That lingers along with her.
And I taste the rain,
That was once her tears of joy.
I hear the sound of something breaking,
It was the angel.