Born-------------------
Passed
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.
(1934-2001)
For that dash represents all the time
That she spent on earth...
And now only those that 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 arranged.
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 where a smile...
Remembering that this special dash
Might only last a little while.
So when your eulogy is 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