My husband bought me a scroll with this poem on it I just wanted to share with everyone it does not take the pain away but it does help for a little while at least it does for me.

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 gloom-filled rooms,

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…