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 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 a part of the masters' plan

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick of heart

Go to the friends we know

And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds.

Miss me - but let me go.

- Author Unknown -