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Slow
Dance
David L. Weatherford
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
fading into the 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 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 seen his
sorrow? Ever lost touch and let a friendship die, ’cause you never had time
to call and say hi?
You 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’s like an unopened gift that you’ve
thrown away.
Life is not a race, so take it slower,
hear the music, before your song is over.
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