Death

Death is nothing at all it does not count,

I have only slipped away into the next room

I am I, and you are you

What ever we were to each other

That we still are.

Call me by my old familiar name 

Speak to me in the easy way which you always used

Wear no forced air of solemnity   or sorrow.

Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes

We enjoyed together.

P.lay, smile, think of me, pray for me,

Let my name ever be the household word that

It always was.

Let it be spoken without effort,

Without a trace of a shadow on it.

Life means all that it ever meant

It is the same as it ever was

There is absolute unbroken continuity.

Why should I be out of mind because I am

Out of sight ? I am but waiting for you

For an interval

Somewhere very near

Just around the corner.

All is well.