Vr-18
When I come to the end of the road
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 longand 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 takeand 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 knowand bury your sorrow in doing good deeds.
To use this one, give us the code Vr-18 when you send us your details after ordering. It fits a memorial card, a bookmark or a wallet card, and we set the wording by hand before it prints.