The day you turned into an angel,
Was the day a part of me died.
Those moments, intertwined,
Meshed, into a memory in time.
Wrangled, mangled, into one,
Like a tie-dyed shirt, colors running together,
Melting into an abstract design.
That moment, your angel day, my funeral,
Like a metal sculpture.
Like the fish in the ocean,
The birds in the sky,
The planets in the universe.
A cosmic connection that transformed us,
From a mother and daughter,
An angel and a heartbroken soul.
Iíll love you forever,