Elsie Blanche Hancock

Sunrise:

October 26, 1947

Botwood, Newfoundland, Canada

Sunset:

December 2, 2010

Toronto, Ontario, Canada

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 we once shared.

Miss me, but let me go.

This is a journey that we all must take,

And each must go alone.

It’s all a part of the Master’s Plan.

It’s 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 doing good deeds.

Miss me, But let me Go!

Those I Love and Those Who Love Me

When I am gone, release me, let me go,

I have so many things to see and do.

You mustn’t tie yourself to me with tears.

Be thankful for the beautiful years

I gave to you my love.

You can only guess

How much you gave to me in happiness.

I thank you for the love you have shown,

But now it’s time I traveled on alone.

So grieve a while for me, if grieve you must

Then let your grief be comforted by trust.

It’s only for a short time that we must part

So bless the memories within your heart.

I won’t be far away, for life goes on

and if you need me, call and I will come.

Though you can’t see me or touch me, I’ll be near

and if you listen with your heart, you’ll hear

All of my love around you soft and clear

And then, when you must come this way alone,

I’ll greet you with a smile and say,

“Welcome Home”