SLOW DANCE

This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York Hospital. It was sent by a medical doctor - Make sure to read what is in the closing statement

AFTER THE POEM.

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.

Dear All:

PLEASE read this! It is the request of a special girl who will soon

leave this world due to 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.