I heard the creak of the opening Gate
And I knew that Heaven would not wait;
The soul was wrapped in a glowing Light
And slipped forever from my sight.
Although the walk was winding and slow
We'd traveled together, here below;
Yet when she'd passed through the Celestial Gate,
I wondered; to grieve? or celebrate?
The rocks were sharp along the road;
I could not bear her heavy load.
Her pain was great, and she longed for Home,
And now - she's left me - all alone.
She's found peace in Heaven above;
Now she knows that Perfect Love.
I shall miss her, til I see
The Gate doors opening again - for me.