Death is nothing at all. <br />I have only slipped away to the next room. <br />I am I and you are you. <br />Whatever we were to each other, <br />That, we still are. <br /> <br />Call me by my old familiar name. <br />Speak to me in the easy way <br />which you always used. <br />Put no difference into your tone. <br />Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow. <br /> <br />Laugh as we always laughed <br />at the little jokes we enjoyed together. <br />Play, smile, think of me. Pray for me. <br />Let my name be ever the household word <br />that it always was. <br />Let it be spoken without effect. <br />Without the trace of a shadow on it. <br /> <br />Life means all that it ever meant. <br />It is the same that it ever was. <br />There is absolute unbroken continuity. <br />Why should I be out of mind <br />because I am out of sight? <br /> <br />I am but waiting for you. <br />For an interval. <br />Somewhere. Very near. <br />Just around the corner. <br /> <br />All is well. <br /> <br />Nothing is past; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before only better, infinitely happier and forever we will all be one together with Christ.<br /><br />Henry Scott Holland<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-is-nothing-at-all/
