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, 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.
Don't know who wrote this poem but I suspect a women with a clear vision to live life to the fullest as my dad would say "Life is not a dummy run"
Love the poem, how true.i have a friend who said she cleaned the windows when she couldn't see out of them, another only cleaned after the sinning ( that should be SPINNING) group left.i am sure your blog will be found, mine took a while and when I put a question, the blog master said it " Needed to have a rating, according to number of posts and viewings". Did like the pink chair. Cheers from Jean in NZ
ReplyDeleteLove this poem, haven't heard it for ages. How true it is! Good luck with the blogging and the quilting :)
ReplyDeletewelcome to blogland........love the poem........I don't dust much......
ReplyDeleteWelcome to blogland, I love the poem too!! I am easily distracted from housework by sewing and crafting!
ReplyDeleteGreat poem...welcome to blogland I have popped over from visiting Bubz....enjoy...
ReplyDeleteWelcome to blogland! From a freezing cold France!
ReplyDeleteLinda
Love this little poem and how true the words are so no dusting for me today ;-) Nice to have you join the blogging world and look forward to getting to know you better. Sheila in Nova Scotia
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