As I viewed through the window,
I could see my cousin
as she walked into the Garden.
She joined with a friend there
that we all know so well.
I could see as she smiled,
that he had come to tell her
it was time to go,
where the Angels stay.
He took her hand and
turned to walk away.
She turned to say,
'I'll be okay,
I'll see you again.'
beyond Heaven's Gate.
Through life's window
I saw an Angel today.
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