Slow Dance
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 thier 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 fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
Its like and unopened gift….
Thrown away.
Life is not a race
So do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
Written by David L. Weatherford and published under his name in 1991.
Live everyday of your life like you were dying.
These two great cities [are] both located in present day Pakistan, each with great culture, techniques, and religion!









