Poem title and author

[Daisybabe]

Does anyone know what the poem is that talks of someone not having left (died) but just next door?

[shaneystar2]

Is it this one ?

Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped into the next room
I am I and you are you
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still.
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.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be ever the household world that it always was,
Let it be spoken without effect, without the trace of shadow on it.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It it 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 around the corner.
All is well.

Henry Scott Holland
1847-1918
Canon of St Paul 's Cathedral

[mydogsandme]

Hi Daisy- there's this one- Love never disappears for death is a non-event, I have merely retired to the room next door, You and I are the same, what we were to each other, we still are, Speak to me as you always have, do not use a diffeent tone, do not be sad, Continue to laugh at what made us laugh, Smile and think of me, Life means what it has always meant, The link is not severed, Why should I be out of your soul if I am out of sight, I will wait for you, I am not here, but just on the other side of the path, You see, all is well.

[mydogsandme]

well Shane, typing at the same time as me were you?! Very similar poems. :)

[Daisybabe]

Thank you both so much! Its exactly what I was thinking of.
I spoke it at my fathers memorial service, but as it was a traumatic time, I must have wiped the detail from my mind.

Thank you.

[mydogsandme]

you're welcome