My favorite poem--- my Aunt Patsy shared with me when Dad passed away...very comforting

Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped into the next room.
I am I
You are you
Whatever 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
Put no difference in your tone
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
At the little jokes we enjoyed together
Pray, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household word that it always was
Let it be spoken without effect,
without the trace of a shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was;
There is unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of mind
Because I am out of sight?
I am waiting for you,
For an interval,
Somewhere very near,
Just round the corner.
All is well.

Henry Scott Holland
1847-1915
Canon of St. Paul’s Cathedral