The Dash –

The Dash by Linda Ellis

I read of a man who stood to speak

At the funeral of a friend

He referred to the date of her tombstone

From the beginning to the End.

He noted that first came the date of her birth

And spoke the following date with tears

But he said what mattered most of all

Was the dash between those years

For that dash represents all the time

That she spent alive on earth.

And now only those who love her

Know what that little line is worth

For it matters not how much we own

The house, the cars, the cash

What matters is how we live and love

And how we spend our dash

So think about this long and hard

Are there things you’d like to change?

For you never know how much time is left

That can still be rearranged.

If we could just slow down enough

To consider what’s true and real

And always try to understand

The way other people feel

And be less quick to anger

And show appreciation more

And love the people in our lives

Like we’ve never loved before.

If we treat each other with respect

And more often wear a smile

Remembering that this special dash

Might only last a little while.

So, when your eulogy is being read

With your life’s action to rehash

Would you be proud of the things they’d say

About how you spent your dash?

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