When I come to the end of the road and the sun has set me for me I hope you will realize my pain at last is free. Miss me a little.... but not long and not with you head bowed low, Remember the love of Mother and son will last a life time the time we had was short... Miss me but let me go...

For this is a journey that we all must take and each must go alone, it's all a part of the master plan a step on the road home. When you are lonely and sick at heart just go to some friends you know, try burying your sorrows in some good deeds...