Slow Down ...

Slow Down ..              

I read a poem this week emailed to me by a good friend  .. I normally just delete this stuff, but it really grabbed my attention.  The poem was written by a teenage girl with cancer and was forwarded by her doctor to pass on.

It grabbed me because probably like most of you Im running from one appointment to another and only stopping long enough to check voice mails and to make more calls.  Well about a year ago my father died unexpectedly in a tragic accident.  What a life changing event that was for me.  I quickly realized that life is in fact short and you never know when your time may be up.  You see I have three daughters, ages 13, 10 and 5 and the only thing I could think about after my dad passed was taking that little extra time to stop and spend with them. 

So in these troubled times of real estate I know most of you are probably working twice as hard to get that next deal, but remember when your gone nobody will remember what homes you sold, but they will remember all the little times you spent with them building memories.

So in leaving I want you to slow down .... enjoy the poem

Slow Dance



This is a poem
written by a teenager with cancer.



She wants to see how many
people get her poem.



It is quite the poem. Please pass it on.



This
poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a
New York
Hospital .



It was sent
by

a medical doctor - Make sure to read what is in the closing statement
AFTER THE POEM.




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.



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FORWARDED E-MAILS ARE TRACKED TO OBTAIN THE TOTAL
COUNT.



Dear All: PLEASE pass this mail on to everyone you know -
even to those you don't know! It is the request of a special girl who will soon
leave this world due to cancer.



This young girl has 6 months left
to live, and as her dying wish, she 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.



By you sending this to as many people as
possible, you can give her and her family a little hope, because with every name
that this is sent to, The American Cancer Society will donate 3 cents per name
to her treatment and recovery plan. One guy sent this to 500 people! So I know
that we can at least send it to 5 or 6. It's
not even your money, just
your time!



PLEASE PASS ON AS A LAST REQUEST.



Dr.
Dennis Shields, Professor
Department of Developmental and Molecular Biology
1300 Morris Park Avenue
Bronx , New York
10461