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Inspirational Poems:
The Legacy
Voices of a distant time
Speak softly through the years
Carried on winds of ages past
Whispering gently in our ears
Seeking to be remembered
Rather than forgotten
As though never here
Reaching out to their childred
"Do they listen? Will they hear?"
- excerpt from the poem by Rebecca Watson Walker, 1999
HOW DO YOU LIVE YOUR DASH
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 her date of birth
And spoke the following date with tears,
But he said what mattered most of all
Was the dash between those years. (l900-l970)
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, 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'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's being read
With your life's actions to rehash...
Would you be proud of the things they say
About how you spent your dash?
-Author unknown
"Success is failure turned inside out,
The silver tint of of the cloud of doubt,
And you can never tell how close you are,
It may be nearer when it seems afar.
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit...
It's when things seem worst that you musn't quit!"
-author unknown
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