Monday, May 15, 2006

I saw this in my email inbox today, sent by my cousin:

"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.
*--------------------*

*FORWARDED E-MAILS ARE TRACKED TO OBTAIN THE TOTAL COUNT.*
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.>>>>By you sending this to as many people as possible,>you can give her>and>>her family a little hope,>>because with every name that this is sent to, The>American Cancer>Society>>will donate 3 cents>>per name to her treatment and recovery plan.>>>>One guy sent this to 500 people! So I know that we>can at least send>it to>>5 or 6 --->>(just think, it could be you one day).>>>>It's not even your money, just your time!>>>>PLEASE PASS ON AS A LAST REQUEST>>>>Dr. Dennis Shields>>Professor>>Department of Developmental and Molecular Biology>>1300 Morris Park Avenue>>Bronx, New York 10461"

My answer is yes to everything. i have observed a butterfly's erratic flight, but i still live my life in a blurry rush. this poem is one among many many reminders that i've come across in my entirely life telling us to slow down and breathe life for all it's worth. but i really wonder if anybody actually remembers it after a while.
life from the perspective of a dying person is always so intense. and they always seem wiser. hahah.. does dying make you wise?

anw is this pass-the-mail-forward thing true? i mean there are SO SO SO SO MANY GAZILLION of such mails!! i receive one every two days you know. i forward some of them just in case it's true and i'd otherwise deprive them of more donations.

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