Slow Dance

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?

And 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 is like an unopened
gift....

Thrown away.

Life is not a
race.

Do take it slower

Hear the
music......
before the song is over.

(This is a poem written by a teenager with cancer. This young girl has 6 months left
to live, and as her dying wish, she wanted to send a letter telling everyone to
live their life to the fullest, since she never will. She'll
never make it to prom, graduate from high school, or get married and have a
family of her own. So live your life to the fullest..)