At the funeral of a friend,
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
From the beginning.......To the end.
He noted that first came the date of her birth
And spoke of the following dates with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years. (1936-2002)
For that dash represents all the time
That she spent alive on earth...
And now only those who loved her
Knows what that little line is worth.
For it matters not how much we own;
The cars...the house...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 arranged..
If we could just slow down enough
To consider what's true and real,
And always try to understand,
The way that others 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 eachother with respect
And more often wear a smile,
Remembering that this special dash,
Might only last a while...
So, When your eulogy's being read
With your life's actions to rehash,
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?
Author Unknown
