Chakravarthy Parankusam

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 . 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