This page is random things I find that I think may be of interest...

 A poem I stumbled across that is certainly thought provoking...

The Dash

- a 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 the tombstone
from the beginning....to the end.

 

  He noted that first came the date of birth
was the dash between those years.
and spoke of the following date with tears,
but he said what mattered most of all

 

For that dash represents all the time 
that 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 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 is being read,
with your life's actions to rehash...
would you be proud of the things they say
about how you spend YOUR dash? 
  

 

I'm The Dog That Didn't Win A Prize

- a poem by Pam Ayres 


I'm the dog that didn't win a prize,
All day in this heat, I've been standing on me feet,
With dogs of every other shape and size. 
 I didn't have the most appealing eyes.

 

I've been harshly disinfected, I've been scrubbed, 
I've been festooned in a towel and I've been rubbed.
I've been mercilessly brushed, robbed of all me fleas,
And now the judging's over, I've been snubbed. 

 

Was it for obedience I was hailed?
As "Best Dog in the Show" I was regaled.
Oh! Not on your doggie life, pass me down the carving knife,
I had one thing said about me - it was, "FAILED"!!

 

I never for a moment thought that I would fail, 
I though at least I'd win "Waggiest Tail".
But no certificate, rosette or commendation did I get,
Nothing, on a kennel door to nail! 

 

I am going in my kennel on my own!
Thank you, No, I do not want a bone.
Do you think you can console me with left-overs in my bowl
My pride is mortified and I want to be left alone. 
I've heard it from the wordly and the wise,
"Each dog has his day", the all advise,
But I see to my giref and sorrow, my day must have been tormorrow,
Oh, I'm the dog that didn't win a prize.