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Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Dust

Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better
To fish, paint a picture or write a letter,
Bake a cake or plant a seed,
Ponder the difference between want and need?

Dust if you must, but there's not much time,
With rivers to swim and Mountains to climb,
Music to hear and books to read,
Friends to cherish and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world's out there
With the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair,
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain.
This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
Old age will come and it's not kind.
And when you go -- and go you must –
You, yourself will make more dust!
author unknown

1 Comments:

Blogger Brydon said...

Kathy,
A wonderful poem to remind us that there is more to life than work. This is something I need to remember more often. Thank you for starting my weekend out on a positive note :)

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