Thursday, February 3, 2022
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The Dash Poem
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 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 who much we own; The cars, the house, the cash,
What matters is how we live and love And how we spend our dash
