Elizabeth Jean Gellert Tribute

When Icome 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 sole set free
Miss me a little---But not for long
And not with your head bowed low
Remember me and what we shared
Miss me---But let me go
For this is a journey that we must all take
And each must go alone
It's all a part of the master plan
A step on the road to home