Copyright © Janice Tracy, Cemeteries of Dancing Rabbit Creek.

Saturday, November 8, 2008

Epitaph of the Week

Miss me a little, but let me go,

When 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.

For this is a journey that I must take,

And we must go alone;

It’s all a part of the Masters plan,

A step on the road to “Home”.

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