Slow Dance

Please read this 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'd 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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this is a poem that is hanging in my room. I read it at least once a day. It is by far my favorite poem. not because of the 'dance' aspect in it. but the story line.

We get caught up so much lately with designer jeans, and what group of friends we are with. Honestly ladies? lets see deeper than that. we are better than that.

when we were in 8th grade i remember everyone saying "When we are freshmen, we aren't going to sit on the '9th grade benches' and we are going to be nice to everyone! not like the 9th graders we have now"

look at us. neither of those are true. and its so upsetting.

honestly. lets get a reality check. stop sticking your noses so high. now im not saying im perfect. im far from it. but weather its saying you want to go somewhere for someone (for instince im going to use art with heart.)
this is something that upset me a lot.
a lot of you girls have asked when i have dance performances. saying you want to come. i love that! but when i tell you all. with such a hope that someone, just one someone will be in the audience for me. but i always get my hopes up too high. because after i told you all about art with heart, i got some responses like "i will try to come!" and what not. its not the matter that none of you wanted to come and see me. its the fact that you wouldnt spend money to HELP a child in NEED. you realize that these kids, were normal, they danced, cheered played softball and what not. and one day they woke up and were told "you never can do that again. you cant walk anymore"
now stop. and put your self in that position. i hope tears are running down your eyes. as they are mine. To see that child they spotlighted, Malia. She said "i used to love to dance. and watching all of you tonight made me so happy. i felt joy again."

Valerie came home. for ONE weekend. and we ALL decided we should play with our 'boyfriends' instead. really? we see them everyday. and we cant give up one weekend for a freind who doesnt live here anymore. that makes me sick. We shouldnt even have boyfriends yet, what are we doing? we are ruining friendships.... And highschool, we should base it off of where our friend group is going. not where our 'love' is going. truth be told, we dont know what love is. so lets all stick together. not be lame, lets spend more time healing relationships with those lost. not cuddling next to boys who one day we wont give a darn about. lets be real. be the girls we look up to. and the ones that are nice to everyone.

now i know i got a little harsh there. but honestly, we need a change. we are self-ish, inconsiderate teenagers. come on girls. we are better than that. we need to change. ---

this song discribes our struggles perfectly. hum this song to yourself when ever making any disisions. or just going throughout the day, it will make you a better person. i swear...

now girls, i love you all unconditionally, but im kinda ashamed of how we all turned out. come on, lets try harder, "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."
remember that poem and song. remember who you are. and who you want to be.
for me. i remember Maddie Mecum. cause she is everything that i wrote above...
try to have people want to remember you.

i love you all.
- Kami