Heaven [ Author unknown ]


She always leaned to watch for us, anxious if we were late, in winter by the window sill, in summer by the gate. And though we mocked her tenderly, who had much foolish care,the long way home would seem more safe because she waited there. Her thoughts were all so full of us; she never could forget, and so I think about where she is, she must be waiting yet. Waiting till we come home to her, anxious if we are late; watching from heaven’s window sill, leaning from heaven’s gate.


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