A POEM WRITTEN BY A TEENAGER WITH CANCER

Ek hou nie gewoonlik van sulke e-mails wat sê 5 sent vir elke e-mail wat jy stuur en sulke nonsens nie, want ek glo in elkgeval nie dit kan op enige manier opgtel word nie, maar die gedig het my tussen die oë getref, veral die tyd van die jaar wat ek meer hardloop as loop.

Hoop dit gaan nog goed met almal en mag die res van die week wees soos jy dit wil hê

Annie

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 eratic 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.

(The young girl wo wrote the poem has 6 months to live, and as her dying wish 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.)