When my time comes, the sky won’t part
No trumpet call, no softened heart
No hand will reach from realms above
No welcome steeped in light or love

I’ll close my eyes in shadowed grace
No pearly gates, no angel’s face
Just silence where the faithful tread
A nameless dark, a quiet dread

But you, my girl, you’ll rise one day
On wings that light the narrow way
You’ll leave behind this weary shore,
And step through heaven’s golden door

You’ll find the peace I never earned
The grace I lost, the path I spurned
Your soul will soar where I can’t go
Beyond the veil I’ll never know

And I will ache beyond the grave
A father lost, a heart too brave
Not for death, nor pain, nor hollow,
But for the one place I can’t follow

You’ll feel me in the winds that pass
A whisper through the morning grass
And though I’ll never reach your side,
Know that I still walk with your stride

I watch you bloom, I guard your days
I fold your moments into praise
Your voice, your smile, your fearless run
You are my earth, my moon, my sun

So go, when time at last does call
Climb to light, release it all
And if they ask of who you knew,
Say, “He couldn’t come, but he loved me true”