Spring in Charlotte
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to 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 into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, 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 that 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.
I have only slipped away to 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 into your tone.
Wear no forced air of solemnity or sorrow.
Laugh as we always laughed
at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, 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 that 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.
Henry Scott Holland
6 comments:
A beautiful and and meaning filled for two dear people so filled with love and hope and dreams. You both did the very best you could through some truly challenging times and took in 5 children and made them your own. With Love and blessings to and for all of you today and always.
💜🌟💜🕊💜🌟💜
Thinking of you today Diane. I sent you a link on Messenger to a podcast about grief; not sure if you got it.
Char
i can't make it better, but i can and do care....sending love and warmth shoshana
My thoughts are with you today, and many days, Diane. Lots of love to you.
Sorry for the sad day remembrance. Pray memories and true times are able to soothe the soul.
I can't believe it is 7 years that the love of your life is gone. Thank you for sharing that poem. It isn't easy.
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