Sometimes I close my eyes

 Sometimes I close my eyes,

and I see you there—
waiting at Heaven’s Gate.

Your paws rest on the soft clouds.
Your eyes are filled with the same love they held here on earth.
And though time moves differently there,
I know you wait without impatience.
Because love never hurries.
It only endures.

Here, I feel the ache of your absence.
The empty bed.
The silence where joy used to live.
But when I picture you at that gate—healthy, whole, tail wagging—
I feel peace.

One day, when my own steps finally slow,
I know you’ll see me.
You’ll leap to your feet.
And together, we’ll cross those gates side by side,
never to be parted again.

Until then, wait for me, my love.
I’ll meet you at Heaven’s Gate.