The Gate

/ Tina Bausinger

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I’ll walk you to the gate, I said

And took his hand in mine

You’ll have to go on without me

I can’t come along this time

I’ll go as far as I can go

And kiss you on the cheek

It’s so much nicer in that place

The peace is what you seek

He turned and smiled before he went

I knew he was okay

I whispered that I’d be there soon

as he quietly shut the gate

3 thoughts on “The Gate”

  1. What a beautiful poem. I’ll have to send you one I wrote. It isn’t near as great as your though. Love you much.

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