🕯 Diane Lanthier lit a candle 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 good times we once shared, MIss me but let me go. For this is a journey we all must take And e...more

🕯 Anne Harmston lit a candle We miss you Uncle Ken, but we are glad you are no longer in any pain. Love you............Jack and Anne