SLOW DANCE
This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital. Thank you Gursh for passing it on to me…
Have you ever watched kids
on a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly’s
erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun
into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last
Do you run through each day
on the fly?
When you ask how are you?
DO YOU HEAR THE REPLY?
When the day is done
do you lie in your bed
with the next hundred chores
running through your head?
You’d better slow down
don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last.
Ever told your child,
we’ll do it tomorrow?
An in your haste,
not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
let a good friendship die?
Cause you never had time
to call and say „hi“
you’d better slow down
don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
you miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day
it’s like an unopened gift you’ve thrown away…
Life is not a race,
do take it slower.
Hear the music before
the song is over!!!
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