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The most beautiful & thought provoking poem

I heard Chris Evans talking about the eloquence of this beautiful and very moving poem on the radio this morning. It's by Linda Ellis and it's called The Dash, and it's available as an A4 print from my site here

The poem is based on the simple idea of how we view a tombstone, an obituary or death notice. We make note of the year that the person was born and the year they died, which really say nothing, when it’s more about what’s between those dates, the dash, which represent the years of that person’s life. The poem makes you think about how you spend your dash and when your eulogy is being read, will you be proud of how you spent your dash?

The poem is based on the simple idea of how we view a tombstone, an obituary or death notice. We make note of the year that the person was born and the year they died, which really say nothing, when it’s more about what’s between those dates, the dash, which represent the years of that person’s life. The poem makes you think about how you spend your dash and when your eulogy is being read, will you be proud of how you spent your dash?

- THE DASH - by Linda Ellis

I read of a man who stood to speak at a funeral of a friend.  He referred to the dates on the tombstone from the beginning...to the end.
He noted that first came the date of birth and spoke of the following date with tears, but said what mattered most of all was the dash between those years.

For that dash represents all the time they spent alive on earth and now only those who loved them 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 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 still can be rearranged.

To 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 is being read, with your life's actions to rehash, would you be proud of the things they say about how you lived your dash?

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I happened to be at a funeral the other day, and the eulogy did make me think about my own life, and what someone might say if it were mine, and it is something I think now quite a bit about, and what I want to achieve in my life and how others might view it... sometimes useful to have a helicopter view!

Anyway, such a beautiful poem isn't it. xx



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