This is a poem that I just love and I wanted to share.... Jen xx When I come to the end of the day
 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 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 maker's plan, 
 A step on the road to home. 
 When you are lonely and sick at heart, 
 Go to the friends we know, 
 And bury your sorrows in doing good deeds -
 Miss me, but let me go.