Shondean

One by one she climbs the stairs At the top, a bright light awaits her there Waiting at the top, by ones that passed her by Their arms opened wide waiting for her to arrive Those left behind, heavy hearted, weep and cry A white light radiates as God opens his gate Adorned with a halo and wings of gold A new angel passes over Heaven's threshold The church bells chime fifty times The number of years we had one so dear Living on earth amongst her peers Giving us her love through out the years Now, from above she resides In Heaven, waiting for us to arrive