September 24, 1921 ~ April 5, 2013
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me,
I want no rites in a gloom-filled room;
Why cry for a soul set free.
Miss me a little, but not too long,
Remember the love that we once shared.
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey that we all
Must take and each must go alone.
It's all a part of God's plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart
Go to family and friends we know
And bury your sorrows in
Doing good deeds.
Miss me, but let me go.
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