The Gate

Today the  Porch gate  of the town church was open but the door was closed .
This gate made me think of 'The geate a-vallen to.'   the last poem of William Barnes ( Dorset's greatest poet ) .
This is the last verse-

An' oft do come a saddened hour
When there must goo away
One well-beloved to our heart’s core,
Vor long, perhaps vor aye:
An' oh! it is a touchen thing
The loven heart must rue,
To hear behind his last farewell
The geate a-vallen to.

William Barnes