As I see the Gates of Heaven
And I know I'm headed home
I see the great St. Peter
But alas, he's not alone.
The tears have blurred my vision
But I'd know him anywhere
He sits and waits so patiently
He knows I'll soon be there.
I drop to my knees and call his name
He responds with bounding glee
He whines and he cries
The joy is in his eyes
He's waited so patiently.
I know it's truly Heaven
For that it's plain to see
My faithful friend and companion
Is once again with me.
~Author Unknown~