Sometimes you read words that speak volumes to you...
the following poem does that to me.
DUST IF YOU MUST
Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better
To 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, the world's out there,
With the sun in your eyes, and 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.
I saw this poem on Facebook this weekend and just KNEW
you would love it!!!!
Happy Monday sweet angels ~
hugs and love,