When I Come to the End of the Road

Author Unknown


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 much
And not with your head bowed low
Remember love that we once shared
Miss me but let me go.

For it’s a journey we all must take
And each must go alone
It’s all a part of the master plan
A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick at heart
Go to the friends we know
Bury your sorrow in doing good deeds
Miss me but let me go.