Posted by: Terry | April 12, 2018




I read of a man who stood to speak

at the funeral of his friend.

He referred to the dates on his tombstone

from the beginning…to the end.


He noted that first came the date of his birth

and spoke of the second with tears,

but he said that what mattered most of all

was the dash between those years.


For that dash represents all the time

that he spent alive on earth,

and now 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 is how we lived and loved

and how we spent our dash.

–Linda Elliot–


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