I found this memorial among my parent's papers.
When I come to the end of the road
And the sun has set for me
I want no tears in a gloom filled room
Why cry for a soul set free?
Miss me a little but not for long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love that we once shared.
Miss me......but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take
And each must go alone
It's all part of the master plan
A step on the road to home.
When you are lonely and sick of heart
Go to the friend we know
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.
Miss me......but let me go.
Gary,
ReplyDeleteI think that this is a poem that expresses what Dad would have expressed. Good choice!
Danny