I'm new to this site, but think I will come to love it. I am looking for a poem with a title that is quite similar to the subject of this email. It is about the concept that someone who has recently died is close still. I want to send it to a woman who just lost her husband of 56 years.
I would appreciate any suggestions on where to look or what the true title may be. It would be lovely if someone actually knows the poem.
Thanks in advance for what ever help you can send.
Jan, is this the one?
Death is nothing at all
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away into the next room.
I am I and 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 effort,
without the trace of a shadow in 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
somewhere very near
just around the corner.
All is well.
Henry Scott Holland 1847-1918
Canon of St Paul's Cathedral
(ps. my dad passed away a couple of months ago, and my mum has carried this poem around with her since then. I hope your friend is comforted too.)