<html><head><meta http-equiv="content-type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"></head><body dir="auto"><div><span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><div class="KonaBody"><p style="line-height: 1.5; margin: 12px 0px 21px;"><font color="#333333"> </font><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Death is nothing at all.</span></p><div class="KonaBody"><p style="line-height: 1.5; margin: 12px 0px 21px;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">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></span></p></div><div class="poet" itemprop="author" style="margin: 22px 0px 25px;"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"> </span>- Henry Scott Holland</span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"><br></div></div></span></div></body></html>