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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.