In Memory of

Violet

Elizabeth

Solis

Obituary for Violet Elizabeth Solis

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 we 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 a 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 laugh at the things we used to do.
Miss me – but let me go.