Wednesday, May 6, 2009

How Do You Live Your Dash?

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.

For the 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 is 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)

5 comments:

Travelin'Oma said...

Most of my dash has been spent dashing around. Cute poem.

lindalee said...

I left you a little something on my blog. Check it out! http://lindasflipside.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-lovely-blog-award-im-awestruck-or.html

Judith Richards Shubert said...

Hi there, Olive's granddaughter! Linda has beat me to the punch - but I still would like for you to know that I, too, think your blog deserves the "One Lovely Blog Award"! You can pick it up from my blog, Genealogy Traces.

Camila said...

Lovely poem. Thank you for sharing it.

(Found your blog by searching "dum tacet clamat" on Google.)

Anonymous said...

The Author is Linda Ellis and you might be careful she is very protective of her copyright of this poem. We have paid her royalties to use her poem. Just an FYI...