Thursday, June 23, 2005

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.

I received this poem from a forwarded email. It is apparently written by a terminally ill young girl in New York hospital and sent out by her doctor. It is stated that The American Cancer Society will donate 3 cents per name to her treatment and recovery plan.

3 comments:

joel said...

nope. not from any terminally ill young girl. i got this poem sometime in '93 on bookmark that a friend bought from NZ. when i first did a homepage in '97, i put it online already. :)

if the terminally young girl wrote this and she got 3 cents for each bookmark sold, each email forwarded and each instance it was ever quoted, since '93; she'd probably be a billionaire now. :)

su-jin said...

funny how a girl who wrote this poem would use the term 'him' to describe the 'child' in the poem. after reading the whole thing.. it sure is a fake. of course the whole donating money for chain letters thingy is also a BS too.

sheryl said...

now my doubt's clear. but nice poem though. why would someone add the story about the ill girl and donation BS to get the poem circulated?