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. Please pass it on.























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.






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Dear All:







PLEASE pass this mail on to everyone you know - even to those you don't
know! It is the request of a special girl who will soon leave this world
due to cancer.





This young girl has 6 months left to live, and as her dying wish, she
wanted to send a letter telling everyone to live their life to the
fullest, since she never will.





She'll never make it to prom, graduate from high school, or get married
and have a family of her own.

Passing it on dear girl..........................

Angel you are going to fly!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

awesome poem it is true

ty wonder!