er head, She lay in bedWith shallow breathUntil the end had come.Life is a habit, we persevereWe struggle to persist; We sense the end with growing fear, It???s not Heaven we resist.Gone is the life that dispelled all doubtsA friend past her demise, Whose voice I hear as if shouted out, Strong and clear and wise.I saw the joy light in her eyesAs I sang a German songShe sang along to my surpriseHer