Here is a poem I wrote as a spur of the moment.

The Request

The silence surrounds the mourners

As they watch her coffin in despair.

Unbeknownst to them, the ghost

Of the mother they mourn

Sheds ghostly tears at

The life she has lost.

She, Eliza, who is now lost to

The world of living,

Has but one request of

The angel standing

Beside her.

"Gabriel, may God send a

Guardian angel to watch

My son?"

The angel replied:

"God has had an angel watching

Your son since he was born."

Satisfied, the ghostly woman followed

Gabriel to heaven.