In the quiet chapel, soft whispers hum, Where lilies float in sunlit beam, Resting now, your soul has come, A younger sister's bright, endless dream. Free spirit with laughter that knew no bounds, Her wit like starlight, sharp and clear, Bravely dancing 'til the final rounds, In the face of darkness, she knew no fear. Gone but never lost, her essence stays, In joyous echoes through our days.