Being Part Of Your Dash

Something to think about!!

           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 -1998)

           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?

Regards,

Greg Reed
Brisbane, AUSTRALIA
AGEL Future Leader