As the flowers wilt My angel, Lauri, fades away. My tear filled eyes See a bracelet From one of her conference charges. They see a DVD of CLEW Gospel, Claude drove from Detroit And picked up Eric in Chicago. Wendy was already at Lauri`s side. Lauri`s brothers and sisters Stayed at the guest house. Kevin drove from Montreal. My eyes see the garage steps From the sorority sisters. My eyes see the visits and the flowers And Jan and her smoothies. My ears hears the calls and My spirit feels the prayers. My eyes see the ladies From Spencer City Hall. My ears hear her last choir practice. I was told of the welcome home band That met her after her first chemo. I was part of the ritual Of the family Walmart walk that Included a crown, special pants, Fake teeth, and bad make up. I remember Kyle`s I love Lauri Walked into the snow and The picture he colored. I heard the laughter and Saw the tears and met Lauri`s loving, loving legion. I read the Book of Angels. I remember her story Of the smiling faces She saw on the distant shore When she came out of surgery. She thought it meant she`d live. She didn`t know Those faces were getting her new home ready Because the cancer had spread And the doctors couldn`t do any more Then what they already did.
She didn`t blame God or curse fate. Her spirit stayed strong. It kept healthy. She whispered, "Hallelujah." Because of her hallelujah Maybe mine`s not so dark. Because of her hallelujah Maybe deadmanseeking`s not so dark.