My eyes were closed, I felt so weak. Then someone kissed me on the cheek. "He's not aware that we are near", the doctor's voice, it seemed so drear. I hear a voice then that was all. No other things do I recall. Until my eyes beheld the light of angels'gowns, all pure-alight. I caught a hand, an angel's hold. She helped me free my struggling soul. I looked back down upon my bed. I heard somebody say "he's dead". "OH NO!" I cried, "I hadn't died. I just passed to the other side. Look up! Look up! Don't cry for me. I go to joy ETERNALLY". But noone heard those words I said. They cried for me-they thought me dead.