The Dash Poem

I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of his friend.
He referred to the dates on her tombstone
from the beginning...to the end.

He noted that first came the date of her birth
and spoke of 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 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?

by Linda Ellis

Lisa Marie Axon
Avian Evette Bridges
Angela Davis
Angela Dunn
Richard Stephen Ebanks
Bryan Higginbothom
Stacey Morhaim

June 11, 1964 - January 15, 1986

Raymond Edwin Morrison
Joe Caroll Quick
Reginald Oswald Sands
Charlene Wilson
Guy James Zanakis
Donna Balinski
Rodney Kenedy
Teresa Alexander
Gregory Pollock
Stephens Warnken
Anthony Williams
Barbara Ann McClain

Born in Dallas Texas

Leah Auberry
Rhett Carr