Monday, March 10, 2014

Miss Me, But Let Me Go ( Poem )

Here's a poem for a dearly departed one. I've heard about this one during the funeral of  the wife of a pastor. Yesterday, I heard it once again  during a friend's funeral. We will surely miss you Pastor Rey Anaya...

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 we once shared,
Miss me, but let me go!
For this 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 of heart
Go to the friends we know,
And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds,
Miss me, but let me go.