I'm typing this anyway. Today Me, Mummy and Tiegan went into town. When we came back, we went on the computer.

:  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.    

Please email it to anybody you know.         

TTFN

Chelsea