We say goodbye to soul today
One so bright she won't fade to grey
One so bright she was like the sun
A gran a sister but most of all a mum
Her life was pure and in god she did trust
She joins him now as all of us must
Yet she is not with God alone
Her Donald is there to guide her home
So as you arrive at st peters gate
He'll part the queue, make others wait
As you arrive the angels cease to sing
As the new angel has a butterflies wings
