[Margaret Pilkington]

I don't know where she is.
I know not where she's gone.
I only hope where e're it is, there's
Sea and sand and sun.
I hope there are flowers that bloom,
And birds that sing in trees,
I hope there is soft music,
Drifting on the breeze.
I only know she is not lost,
In fact I think she's found...
And I must not shed salty tears
Because she's not around.

She sits in the departure lounge,
Her boarding pass in hand.
Flying Celestial Airways
Out to the Promised land.
Those she love are waiting,
All gathered in a crowd.
They cannot wait to greet her
They're happy and they are proud
The arrivals door will open
They'll shout, they'll clap and cheer.
They will fling their arms around her....
Saying 'Dorothy is here!'

These are two verses that I composed to send to family members to comfort them.