Meet You At The Gate
A beautiful garden now stands alone
Missing the one who nurtured it.
But now she is gone
Her flowers still bloom and the sun it still shines
But the rain is like tear drops,for the ones left behind
The weeds lay waiting to take the gardens beauty away
But the beautiful memories of its keeper are in our hearts to stay
She loved every flower even some that were weeds
So much love she would plant with each little seed
But just like her flowers she was part of God's plan
So when it was her time, He reached down His hand
He look through the garden searching for the best
That's when He found our mother,it was her time to rest
It was hard for those who loved her,to just let her go
But God had a spot in its garden that needed a gentle soul
So when you start missing mom,remember if you just wait
When God has a spot in His garden,she'll meet you at the gate...
Author ~ Barbara Bailey ~revised by Debi ~
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