Death is nothing at all,
I have only slipped away into the next room.
Whatever we were to each other, that we are still. Call me by my name, Speak to me in the easy way you always did.
Play, smile, think of me; pray for me.
Let my name be the household name it always was.
Let it be spoken without effort.
Life means all that it ever meant;
It is the same as it ever was;
There is absolutely unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of your mind because
I am out of your sight?
I am waiting for you; for an interval,
somwhere very near
Just around the corner. All is well. Nothing is past; nothing is lost. One brief moment and all will be as it was before – only better.
Infinitely happier – and forever
We will be together With Christ.
In Loving Memory of Doc Holliday,
| Doc Holliday |
| 7, Dec 2008 |
| Lisa Martens |