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Wednesday, October 25, 2006

Slow Dance

Ok, so the poem below is actually from an email forward. Usually I find them really annoying, but I actually read it and it's kinda nice. My mom, in her ignorance of email etiquette forwarded it to me for some reason or another. How funny is that?!

I feel like sometimes I get way too caught up in keeping up with the Jones. It's New York -- that's how it is here. But still, it's nice to be reminded that it's important to slow down and enjoy the journey and not to only be focused on the destination.


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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