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• The Dash Poem (By Linda Ellis)
  I read of a man who stood to speak
  At the funeral of a friend
  He referred to the dates on the tombstone
  From the beginning...to the end

  He noted that first came the 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 that dash represents all the time
  That they spent alive on earth.
  And now only those who loved them
  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 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?

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