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
I am glad that you find a perfect place for John's remains. I know it is difficult for you, but it is another step in the healing process.
ReplyDeleteHUGS!
Richard