Ashanti Adena Mitchell

Miss Me, But Let Me Go
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 that we all must take
   and each and every one of us must go alone.
It’s all part of the Master’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.