Poem

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.
For this is a journey 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 sorrow in doing
good deeds,
Miss me but let me go.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there.
I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glint on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in morning hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the soft starlight at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there.
I did not die.

I’d Like The Memory Of Me
To Be A Happy One.
I’d Like To Leave An After
Glow Of Smiles When
Life Is Done.
I’d Like To Leave An Echo
Whispering Softly
Down The Ways.
Of Happy Times And
Laughing Times And
Bright And Sunny Days.
I’d Like The Tears Of Those
Who Grieve, To Dry
Before The Sun.
Of Happy Memories That I
Leave When Life Is Done.

I’m no longer by your side,
but there’s no need to weep;
I’ve left sweet recollections,
I’m hoping you would keep.
Eternal joy and memories stay in our hearts forever,
Strengthening our special bond that parting cannot sever.
Now it’s time to journey on,
so let your faith be strong,
For I am in a better place…
I’m home where I belong.
And if times of loneliness bring sorrow and dismay,
Don’t despair,
for I am there…
just a memory away.