Death is nothing at all..it does not count. I have only slipped away into the next room.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
Call me by the old familiar name. Put no difference into your tone.
Life means all that it ever meant. There is absolute and unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somwhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well…