HOW DO YOU LIVE YOUR DASH?<P>I read of a man who stood to speak.<BR>At the funeral of a friend.<BR>He referred to the dates on her<BR>tombstone. <BR>From the beginning...to the end.<BR>He noted that first came her date of<BR>birth. <BR>And spoke the following date with<BR>tears, But he said what mattered most of all<BR>Was the dash between those years.<BR>(1934 -1998)<P>For that dash represents all the time<BR>That she spent alive on earth...<BR>And now only those who loved her<BR>Know what that little line is worth.<BR>For it matters not, how much we own;<BR>The cars...the house...the cash,<BR>What matters is how we live and love<BR>So think about this long and hard...<BR>Are there things you'd like to change?<BR>For you never know how much time is<BR>left, That can still be rearranged.<BR>If we could just slow down enough<BR>To consider what's true and real,<BR>And always try to understand<BR>The way other people feel.<BR>And be less quick to anger,<BR>And show appreciation more<BR>And love the people in our lives<BR>Like we've never loved before.<BR>If we treat each other with respect,<BR>And more often wear a smile.<BR>Remembering that this special dash<BR>Might only last a little while.<BR>So, when your eulogy's being read<BR>With your life's actions to rehash...<BR>Would you be proud of the things they<BR>say About how you spent your dash?<P>Author Unknown<BR>

This is really a great poem. I read it on this board somewhere about 4 months ago. I copied it and have it on my fridge.<P>I also sent it to my friends. Thanks for bringing it back to the forum!!!!!