January 30, 1924 ~ October 29, 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 the Master's plan,
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick at heart
Go to the friends we know
And bury your sorrows in
Doing good deeds.
Miss me, but let me go.
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