I read of a man who stood to speak
at the "sending forth" of his friend.
He referred to the dates on his tombstone
From beginning... to end.
He noted that first came the date of his birth
And spoke of the second with tears.
But his said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years.
For that dash represents all of the time
that he spent alive on earth
And not only those who loved him
Know what that little line is worth.
For it matters not how much we own;
The cars the house the cash.
What matters now is how we live and
If we could just slow down enough
To consider what is 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 dash
Might only last a while.
So when your "farewell' is being read
With life's actions to rehash...
Would you be pleased with the things they have to say
About how you spent your dahs?