Til ettertanke...

Fikk nettopp en e-post med et dikt fra en av mine kolleger. Diktet er i sin tid skrevet av en kreftsyk tenåringsjente fra Amerika som kun hadde kort tid igjen å leve. Diktet er til ettertanke for oss alle. Ta dere tid til å lese dette - selv om dere kanskje har lest den før - det er så utrolig lett å glemme.

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.