JEANNE AND MOE....

Not only was my mother carrying our Pekingese, Moe, in this photo......

She was also carrying me.

Without you....I am nothing.

(BETWEEN THE 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.

(1920-1997)

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.