Lost daughter

Cried all my years away,
the day my princess died,
For with pleasure one did spitefully say,
She chose the way of suiside

Like a dagger through the heart,
It almost took my breath away,
Though it was her time to depart,
And mine to thankfully pray

For this life is not the end,
But the beginning of all the rest,
Therefore a thank offering I did send,
In order to highlight heavens best!