Between the dates, a line so small,
The dash stands silent, yet speaks for all.
It marks the time of laughter and tears,
A symbol of life through fleeting years.

From the first breath to the final sigh,
The dash records all lows and highs.
In moments of joy and times of pain,
It’s where our memories remain.

Through paths unknown and roads so wide,
The dash is where our stories hide.
With every step and every fall,
It captures the essence, the journey, the call.

So live your dash with love and grace,
Let kindness shine upon your face.
For in that line, so short and thin,
Is where our true life’s tale begins.