Slow dance

Just now I watched a tv drama called 'Slow Dance'. What a wonderful name, what a fantasy. Dance, slowly, in the flow of soft music.
Then I searched on the web, and found the following poem. It was written by a young girl who passed away with cancer. It is also called '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.


Slow dance