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
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love 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 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!
-Anonymous-
I love you Grandma.
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