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I read of a man who stood to speak 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 her date of birth, and
spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all was the dash
between those years.
(l900-l970)
For that dash represents all the time that she
spent alive on earth,
And now only those who loved her know 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 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'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?
This story is copyrighted ©1998 by
Linda Ellis. Visit Lynda's
Lyrics, her website.
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