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 for long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember the love that once we 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 at heart
Go the friends we know.
Laugh at all the things we used to do
Miss me, but let me go.
Elizabeth Seale
Beloved Cousin
1932-2008
4 comments:
I love that exert, however you spell it, your good-bye to Elizabeth. Isn't that such a sweet picture of her and I. What memories I do have of her are all good and I've learned over the years of losing loved ones to be happy for them because they are in no more pain and in a good place.
Love and hugs sent your way!
Sar- you probably don't remember but it is the same poem that Grandma left for me when she passed away.
Thank you Dawn. I need lots of them this week.
That's so very sweet!
(((((Big Hugs))))))
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