Slow Dance

　　放慢你的舞步

This poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a New York hospital and was sent by a medical doctor, Dr. Dennis Shields. 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 seen 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.

附记：

I got this as an e-mail message on my PC and decided to send it to the magazine for the millions of readers young and old. I sign my name here just to say "hi"to the little girl, whose name I do not know, with my blessing for her recovery.

A Chinese professor

*merry-go-round:旋转木马