Shirley A. Springate
February 18, 2002
Togetherness
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 old familiar name,
speak to me in the easy way which you always used.
Laugh as we always laughed at the little jokes we enjoyed together.
Play, smile, think of me, pray for me.
Let my name be the household word it alwasy was.
Let it be spoken without effort.
Life means all that it ever meant.
It is the same as it ever was: there is absolutly unbroken continuity.
Why should I be out of your mind because I am out of your sight?
I am but waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just around the corner.
All is well
Nothing is past: nothing is lost.
One breif moment and all will be as before-
only better, infinitely happier and forever we will all be one together with Christ.
To mom:
To a wonderful Mother and Friend! Miss you everyday...I talk about you all the time, Max knows your face and will know your stories.
I try everyday to be just like you. I had a wonderful childhood and am trying to raise Max as you did us!
Love you forever! Will see you again someday.
love, Veronica and your little Grandson Maximus :)
