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Angels appear on this earth

Now and then to induce mirth

She was of that kind, so cherubic

Nothing can match her fine fabric

She Was like a child, always lively

But just to fade untimely into eternity?

Know her from the day she was born

An angelic kid, we all used to adorn

When she bloomed into a glaring queen

Garlanded a prince flaring and serene

The day she mothered the darling twins

Was a day we all rejoiced in tons

But we deem not her doom so nearby

Next day she said adieu, sighing goodbye

She was blazing with the glow of love

She was an angel as soft as a dove

May be she was too good to live long

Or are we too bad to have her life long?

Gods are sometimes inexcusably crazy

Leaving we puppets to mourn in frenzy

Years cannot dry the flooded eyes

Nor can lessen our heart’s groans