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The Dash

Between the dates of birth and death We use a symbol, to fill the space. A dash, so cleverly used to indicate Time alloted for the human race. That is the important part, not the dates, What truly happens in between, The things we do, the choices we make, Where we are and where we’ve been. See, life is a road on which we travel, Our bodies are the vehicles in which we ride. Follow the signs that are carefully posted. Watch for pedestrians on the side. Choose wisely the speed that you travel. Be careful of those turns up ahead. Be wary of ever changing conditions. Make sure all road signs are read! You’ll reach your final destination, In fact, with so much time to spare. Assist those broken down on the road And show how much you care. When you get to where you’re going The trip will then have been worth the ride. Everything you chose, the speed you set, Is what you did while you were alive. So remember, your life is the dash, Within it, you do what’s right and good. You’ll get to where you’re supposed to go As you knew you always should.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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