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. Pray, smile, think of me, pray for me. Let my name be ever the household name 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.
I am waiting for you, for an interval, somewhere very near, just round the corner. And when at last He'd finished not one was quite the same. And so He traveled far and wide and everywhere He went, A little creature followed Him until its strength was spent. In his youth he was always a happy dog, now he sleeps his days away in the sun. Please make his trail mostly level, as he travels these last few miles, Provide shade away from the heat of day, where he can stop and rest for awhile.