LONGER POEM 2 > 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 held 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 a part of the Master’s plan,
a step on the road to home.