Miss Me, But Let Me Go

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 is 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.

Author Unknown

Love Lives On

Those we love remain with us,

for Love itself lives on.

Cherished memories never fade;

because one loved is gone.

Those we love can never be

more than a thought apart,

for as long as there's a memory

they live on in our heart.

Think of her as living

in the hearts of those she touched,

for nothing loved is ever lost,

and she was loved so much.

Author Unknown