This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York hospital.  It was sent by her medical doctor

Slow Dance 

Have you ever watched kids

On a merry go around?

Or listen to the rain

Slapping on the ground?

Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight?

Or gazed at the sun into the fading night? 

You’d 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

Did 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 to 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

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