SLOW DANCE..
I wanted to put this on my other blog but blogger is still actin up and I can't post there...grrrrrr.. Anyhow, this has a strong message for all of us..
Have you ever watched kids on a merry- go- round?
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever watched 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...
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's like an unopened gift, thrown away..
Life is not a race..Do take it slower...Hear the music, before the song is over...
13 Comments:
Good morning Gran! Did you write this yourself? What a great post. Hope your having a good morning. It's not the same without seren : (
Hope her site gets fixed soon.
I make terrible caw-fee.
Hey what's going on around here?
*looks left, looks right*
Where is everyone?
Talk about moving slower geesh!
how are things around altamonte springs?
I'll find out when I go to the Dr. how things are in Altamonte... I live in Orlando...
it must be nice to know ten dimwits like yourself will follow your blather with more blather telling you how funny this is.
why don't you quit visiting my blog?
looking for more grease?
Hey, GREASE BOY!... I don't recall saying I would never visit your blog again...Fact is, I didn't say it... I've always admired some of your ramblings even on the N&R.. Now, when you start paying my rent,internet,electric,cigarettes,cosmetics and vibrator batteries, I MIGHT let you tell me what and where I can go...NOT!
If I wanted more grease, I would run my fingers through your hair..ewwwwwwwwww..
Last but not least, blather, blather, blather...C'mon friends, throw your blather in there too and don't forget to tell me how funny I am... By the way wouldn't ya just love to have 10 dimwits postin on your blog??
Hey Gran! Running late today on a lot of things...work is busy but I'm here friend! I plan on posting a lot more later...I must compile me thoughts! This particular post is true and inspirational but most of your posts are a riot my dear and ya know I luvs to laugh with ya!
: )
Well truth is, I woulda put this post on my other blog if I could have accessed it...Thanks for your comments Pinky...
i hate to admit it, but i like you..
*dancing slowly*
Of course you like me.. I don't like Liars..
Firstly, Steve, thank you for calling me a dimwit. I don't know why, but it makes me feel rather.. loved, accepted for the lowly creature that I am. Perhaps it's because you didn't call me "dirty ugly pig" like my Dad used to.
But, I do not want to call you names like that. Why? Because there are times when words can scar far worse than any kick in the face could.
Yeah, life.. I don't think there's one of us who do not carry a scar of hatred, that makes us want to lash out at someone, to make another hurt as deeply or if not deeper than what we are hurting.
Anger breeds anger, hatred breeds hatred, love breeds love..
I think I'll just sit here and be my lowly dimwit self.. feeling loved
Love to all
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