At the Gate
My spirit flies across the universe
Journeying into the heavenly realm
Instead of tasting tears of sorrow
I embrace the joys of tomorrow
Time and space entwine our souls
As we float on endless skies
I open the gate where memories lie
Never closing it as the years go by.
6/18/15
Copyright © Phyllis Babcock | Year Posted 2015
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