A poem to my daughter / Linda Cope (Mother) The Gate
When I get to heaven, I will meet you at the gate I will be so happy then, I can hardly wait
I have really missed your smile, and your warm embrace I knew you so very well, I'll not forget your face.
If I could hold your hand again, and see you for awhile. I would feel so warm inside Just to see you smile.
So if you see me cry a tear, Please do not be sad. It's only cause I miss you, And the good times that we had.
Written By Linda D. Cope to Stacy L. Cope copyright@2006
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