There's an open gate,
At the end of a road.
Through which each must go alone.
And there in a light
We cannot see,
Our Father claims His own----
Beyond the gate, your love one,
Finds happiness and rest,
And there is comfort in the thought,
That a loving God knows best.
It is a kind of sharing
that holds two hearts together
in loyalty and caring.
It is an understanding
That one finds only too seldom...
a meeting of minds.
It is a gift of God,
a blessing from above
that fills the days with His love.
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