In gentle whispers, her spirit soars, Where pain finds rest on distant shores. My heart aches in its tender fight, Yet peace embraces her in light. Her hands, once warm, now rest in grace, With Jesus, she has found her place. Though sorrow's tide may break and sway, Her love eternal lights my way. In heavens vast, where angels sing, She dances now with silver wings. No earthly pain shall touch her there, In sacred love, she's held with care.