爸爸在生命的最后几周已无法吃喝任何东西。癌细胞肆虐在他的体内，阻断了他所有的消化通道。医生用２４小时全天的输液和各种导管强行维持着他的生命。一个清晨，爸爸神志无比清醒，坚决的拒绝了护士，不再接受任何输液。我们都知道这意味着他将活不过３天，但我们顺从了爸爸的意愿。这首小诗是一年后，我在家附近的一个路口看到的。在那里，一个骑自行车的少女的生命永远停在了１９岁。几年来那里鲜花不断，她的家人该是多么的爱她，想她。每次经过那里，心里都钝钝地痛。直到有一天，那里贴着这首小诗。我特意上前读完，爸爸，这也是你想对我说的吗？
"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 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.
