tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36597955.post116392199576926145..comments2017-12-01T15:37:52.391-05:00Comments on Dave's Doodles: Worshipping Through the Pain (and tears)Davehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08773789308614790714noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36597955.post-1164129766122070582006-11-21T12:22:00.000-05:002006-11-21T12:22:00.000-05:00Situations like this, the loss of a friend or love...Situations like this, the loss of a friend or loved one too early according to our own timetables, always makes me think of the poem called "The Dash". The date we were born and the date we die aren't as important as the "dash" in between -the time we spent living and sharing our lives - the years full of memories that we leave behind. Our beliefs, our actions, our loves and dislikes all impact those around us. This "dash" is our legacy. It is up to us to determine what it will be.<BR/><BR/>Poem can be viewd at http://www.lindaslyrics.com/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com