Poem about through a garden gate

[penguiness]

wnet to a funeral and heard a lovely poem about being a garden gate in death? Possibly gaelic. Can u help? Be much appreciated

[ImLostAgain]

There is a famous one which for the moment eludes me (give me time) but there is also this one,

I wait for you at the garden gate
Yes I will patiently wait
Among the wild flowers that bloom
So fragrant and so free
They will wait with me
With lots of room
As I watch the path
Time will pass
That leads to my garden gate
My heart knows to wait
This path that meanders on by
Sometimes it seems to touch the sky
I am not all alone you see
My garden keeps me company
As I patiently wait for you
The sky turns azure blue
It reminds me of your true eyes
Holds no secrets, holds no lies
So my anxious heart yearns
Lingering memories that burn
For my true love to come along
He'll bring me flowers and a song
He'll wander thru my garden gate
My heart knows he was worth the wait

[piggynose]

wasn´t that lovely

thanx