In Loving Memory of all those that will be deeply missed

When they come to the end of their road, and the sun has set for them,

there are no rites in a gloom filled room, why cry for a soul that has been set freel? Miss them a little, but not for too long, and not with your head held low, Remember the love that you once shared, Miss them, but let them go, For this is a journey we all must take, And we all must go alone, It’s all part of the Master’s plan, A step to the road home, When you are lonely and sick of heart, Go to the friends you know, And rejoice in the memories, The ones that make you smile, And remember that you will see them again.