Slow Dance Poem

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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Author: Chris

My passion is serving others. My gift is figuring out why people have pain and poor health, then showing them how to reach their potential, holistically.

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