Ed Cesnalis Posted May 7, 2013 Report Share Posted May 7, 2013 When I come to the end of my 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 and not too 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 that we all must take And each must go alone. It's all part of life's plan, A step on the road to home. When you are lonely and sick at heart, Go to the family and friends we know, And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds, Miss me, but let me go. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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