This

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

       Hospital .



       
     



       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.



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