The Price to Pay for Injustice

In Loving Memory of Jason Michael Litchfield

March 28, 1986 – July 24, 2002

I read of a man who stood to speak
at the funeral of a friend

He referred to the date on his tombstone
from the beginning to the end

He noted that first came his date of birth
and he spoke the following date with tears

But he said what matters most of all
was the dash between the years

For that dash represents all the time
that he spent alive on earth

And now only those who loved him
know what this 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

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 spent your dash

We will always love you and your sisters,

The Litchfield Family

 

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