• Death occurs by the process of a living end;
    Passing…gave her body a spiritual send.
    Beyond that sacred demise, she finally knows;
    Since life ends, this!…is the way it goes.

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    Death occurs by the process of a living end;
    Passing…gave her body a spiritual send.
    Beyond that sacred demise, she finally knows;
    Since life ends, this!…is the way it goes.

    With a stroke of luck, she surpassed the buck,
    ‘Cause she resolved the buck…with luck.
    Briefly she tarries–to reunite with old friends;
    Ah, kiss goodbye…to this world of sins.

    Just as right as rain, with a straight-line brain,
    Death number one–eliminates the rain.
    Active vibrations…escapes to the world above,
    When her body releases a spirit of love.

    Five motionless days attend to bodily concern;
    81 years are laying to rest–well earned.
    Expecting her decease, stands a spring of life;
    From one to ten, she bore joyous strife.

    The breath of life persist with usual strength;
    Death number two–conquers at length.
    A rythmic rattle ceases, unto a spiritual prize;
    A reverent smile for her timely demise.

    Her aged heart-of-love, still continues to beat;
    Death number three–appears complete.
    30 fading minutes improve her waning wrists;
    Her anxious life enters a heavenly bliss.

    Ophelia’s existence is sealed upon a history line,
    For generations will read her eternal sign.
    Memories survive, while Ina Ophelia lives-on;
    Quietly, she gave-up the ghost…for home.
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