173 Deaths, 7,000 are homeless, 2,029 homes destroyed, devastating 78 communities and laid waste to 450,000 hectares of forests, farms and country.

 

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 so free?

Miss me a little but not too long,

And not with your head bowed low.
Remember the friendship 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 bury your sorrows in doing good deeds,
Miss me, but let me go.

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