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 rooms.
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 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.



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! 



© Edgar Albert Guest

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