- AT HEAVEN'S GATE-

A friend has lain
His head to rest
And here on Earth
Has passed the test.

For now he flies
On golden wing,
In flight as mighty
Angels sing.

And when we hear his
Trumpets blare,
We'll know our friend
Has entered there.

He stands there watching
Over all
As now he's answered
God's blessed call.

For when at Heaven's Gate
We stand.....
We'll each be greeted
By our friend...




Author: Carolyn Ford Witt
Ms. Caroline
©5-28-2006

Carolyn Ford Witt

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