This is a poem written by a teenager with cancer. No name was given so I can't credit her/him here. I picked it up from one of those floating emails that you receive from people who appreciate the message and want to help stamp out the disease. I am a skeptic when I see emails pertaining to charities. Most are fraud and some are loaded with a virus. Although this one just asked to forward the email to as many people possible and money will be donated to the American Cancer Society. The poem is powerful, so I am reprinting it on my blog. By all means, if you wish to make a donation to the American Cancer Society you can do so online: www.cancer.org
SLOW DANCE
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping 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.
