Slow Dance.

Below is a poem written by a terminally ill teenager in a New York Hospital. It was sent by a medical doctor. The young girl has six months left to live and her dying wish is she wanted to tell everyone to live life to the fullest through this poem, since she will never do so. Please pass this poem on. =)

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 fly?

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 on the bed

With the hundred chores

Running through your head?

You 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 better slow down

Don't dance so fast

Time is short

The music won't last.