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The Dash Between The Years

--posted by Letmebealittlekinder on Apr 15, 2009

While busy with work and deadlines and feeling somewhat under pressure, I was sent an advertisement for some inspirational books, one of which included the poem below. When I first glanced at the title, I assumed it was a poem about the race and rush of life, but as I read on it stopped me dead in my tracks and brought tears to my eyes.

I had just snapped at a family member and didn’t take notice when she tried to get my attention. I stopped what I was doing and went over to give a hug to the person I talked to so sharply, and sat down to talk with her. Not only did it clear the air between us and made her feel a whole lot better, but my own mood also brightened. The feeling of pressure lifted and at the end of the day I felt like I had accomplished what was most important, even though I wasn’t able to cross all my to-do’s off my ever growing list.

I hope this poem will inspire you as much as it did me, and that its effect will linger a long time, or better yet, forever, in our hearts!   I hope to make the dash of my life, no matter how short or long it may turn out to be, something worth remembering.

The Dash

By Linda Ellis

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 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 love 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 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 is read

With your life’s actions to rehash

Would you be proud of the things they say

About how you spent your dash?

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21 comments: page 12 | 3
sherikay wrote: Beautiful poem! How very true.
 
Larry Harris wrote: I used this poem in a eulogy for a friend, and was told by many that it really made them think.
 
norman wrote: Excellent poem and well put, it really is the dash between the years that matters. Thanks for making it so clear and for sharing.
 
Cheryl wrote: This is truly an amazing poem. It makes you to really wake up and pay attention to how we share every second of our lives.
 
Don wrote: Even at my age of 80 years, its never too late to consider one's "dash" though life!
 
Lynn Kovel wrote: My husband, who passed away @2 weeks ago after a trial with cancer, pre-arranged alot of his own funeral. He asked his friend, reverend jim, to speak including linda ellis' the dash poem. He was changed by his illness, and changed in attitude by the words and their message. His kinder, gentler, more forgiving ways made me think twice each time i spoke harshly or acted in a mean-spirited manner. Positive words and actions really do keep rippling outward.
 
Rev. Cooper wrote: I am going to give this poem to a friend of mine dying of aids and feeling hopeless. Perhaps it will help him to realize he has more time than he thinks.
 
nicola-shields wrote: I was at a funeral today of a family friend, who was a paramedic for 32yrs. At his funeral this poem was read. I had never heard it before, we thought it was beautiful. It makes you really think about your life and what we do with it.
 
monty wrote: I to was at the same funeral with nicola and will always remember this poem. We should all think about what we do in our live's and it's never to late to change. This friend was always helping people before god called him home.
 
tina wrote: Love the poem lost my husband recently - i am soooo happy i shared in his dash
 

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