Let me go

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 for long
and not with your head bowed low
Remember the love that once we shared
miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey we all must take
and each must go alone.

Christina Rosetti