SLOW DANCE ...

Slow Dance

This is a poem written by a teenager with cancer.
She wants to see how many people get her poem. It is quite the poem.
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. 

 This wasn't written by a girl with cancer. The poem was written by David L. Weatherford, not a teenager cancer patient! This email/poem thingy has been going around since 1997, please if you ever get the email with this poem DO NOT FOWARD IT.

While this is a lovely poem i feel it takes 99.9% away from its could be beauty how dare you David L. Weatherford utilize the pain,agony, and trauma that those of us who have been forever scarred to the bone by a terminal illness that has destroyed ,and, continuously destroys a great percentage of human beings, you must be great at the limbo.