Stingray22

This 

poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a 
New York Hospital.

It was sent 
By a medical doctor. 



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.


<3
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