Obituary of David Wayne Babcock

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.

For this is a journey that 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 at heart

Go to the friends we know

And bury your sorrows in doing

good deeds

Miss me - but let me go.