Slow Dance

I bumped into this sweet little poem and just had to share it with you . . .

At first glance, it looks a bit long, but it’s really a quick read!

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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.

[ Author Unknown ]

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Comments

Slow Dance — 7 Comments

  1. Excellent poem and Oh so true. When I was younger, I used to be that way, running at 90 miles an hour. Now I admit I have only slowed down to 60, but at the end of the day, when I crawl into bed, I lay there and clear my mind. I hear a sound that sounds like the strum of one string on a banjo. Its one of my frogs, saying good night. I listen more closely…there’s another…and another. I love it when they are not singing in chorus and one by one, or so it seems, they are saying goodnight…reminescent of ……John Boy.

    Wishing you a sunny day, a sunny weekend and frog to say goodnight.
    xx, Carol

  2. The poem was beautiful. I have three children, all grown now. My first two were very active, and very bright. I was always on the go, and these two children were involved in everything. We are Type A personalities – the more we can do the better!
    My third was somewhat delayed in his development. He made me slow down and really look at things. He didn’t rush at anything. He was always my straggler. I aways said ‘God gave him to me to slow me down and smell the roses’. He made me appreciate life from a different point of view.

  3. this is wonderful, crystal!! slowing down isn’t something that comes very easily to me…..this message is very timely, so thank you!!!

    i hope you have a fabulous weekend! i like your idea of “slowing down” the blog activity a bit for the summer…..great idea!!!! xox, ;))

  4. *sigh* I’m one of those pokey, sloth-like gals…I need to speed up! If I go any slower I will be asleep…zzzz….missing all the beading fun…lol…but most people run thru life at full speed, bless ’em!

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