Japanese candles, doesn’t change the fact
that when you lose someone, there’s a hole in your heart which can’t be filled,
that represents where the person used to be, and no prayer or candle can change
that. No matter how hard we try, we are
here and the person is gone, we are reminded of the inevitability of time and
death, so we hold on to the memories we
shared with that person, the gift that we had a chance to meet an incredible
person, a fit soldier, a loyal friend, my papilo, a light that can never be put
out RIP Bernard Makinwa
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 they 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 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 friendship die, 'Coz you never had time to call and say 'Hi'?
You 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 its music before the song is over.
By
David L. Weatherford.
