Death is nothing at all Death is nothing at all I have only slipped away 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 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 always 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 effort Without the ghost of a shadow in it Life means all that it ever meant It is the same as it ever was There is absolute unbroken continuity What is death but a negligible accident? 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. Nothing is past; nothing is lost One brief moment and all will be as it was before How we shall laugh at the trouble of parting when we meet again! Canon Henry Scott-Holland, 1847-1918, Canon of St Paul's Cathedral

Each day is a struggle knowing you are no longer here, But what's gets us through the day is knowing you are always near, So hard to understand so hard to believe, That you slipped away with soo many things in life to achieve , Our lives have been changed and torn apart, Because you are missing in our lives and our hearts , All around us are things that remind us of you, The mountain bike, the chicken noise and the warrenpoint colours white and blue, It's incredible the love of soo many friends, And that is love that never ever ends, You will always be remembered as fun, loving and happy, And there is no one who will ever be like our Paddy Love always Aisling

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