>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 ga zed 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
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>With the next hundred chores
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>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,
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>Not see his sorrow?
>
>Ever lost touch,
>
>Let a good friendship die
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>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....
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>Thrown away.
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>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,
