Eyes grow weary, have they learned to see
During years of absence, you from me
Your story\'s at end, your chosen plot
Time draws near, but you may know not
Shall I see my mother, perhaps my dad
Ever watchful, my being glowing so glad
It is time, I wait with mounting joy
For them once again to be girl or boy
That which was separate, will now be one
Your chosen tasks are nearly done
At the entrance, there I stand
Reunion time is close at hand
From the palm of His hand I\'ve watched you grow
Seeds of goodness, We watched you sow
Come be with me and share His land
I await the touch of your sweet hand
I fault you not, as you can see
I love you so, come be with me
So hasten forth, with lifted heart
No longer more shall we be apart
These words I write, so dear to me
Express my desire that you\'ll be free
If the gate be locked, search for the key
But look not far, in your heart it will be.