May God bless you and your...
"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 is 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...
Joan Eckerle-Knies
January 10, 2012 | Jasper, IN