Alexander Julius Romero

3-13-00 6-5-08

Beloved Son and Grandson

Nunca te Olvidare

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 was once shared,
Miss me, but let me go.
For this is a journey
we all must take,
and each 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 of heart, go to
the friends we know,
And bury your
sorrows in good deeds.
Miss me, but
let me go.

-Anonymous