Miss Me But Let Me Go - Unknown

When I come to the end of the road
and the sun has set on 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 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.

I find comfort in this poem.

Sorry for your loss, my sister is challenged with MS also.

Brokenfriend, I am sorry to read of your loss.

I think that grieving follows its own path and takes its own time.

Whatever feels right for you is all that matters.

With care.

My prayers and heart go out to you.. Nwuro disease is invidious and mor $ need to be invested in research. Not just MS, but all Neurologic disease. Not enough is known.

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