Saturday, 12 January 2008

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!

I found this on a piece I had printed from a forum back in 2003 which turned up. Maybe it had been hidden under a pile of dust ;0)


Leanne said...

that is a wonderful poem sarah! i love it!

Leanne x

lilymarlene said...

That is just how I feel about most of what is commonly called Women's work. It is ephemeral. If you dust today it will be back tomorrow, if you cook today it will be in the sewer tomorrow, but if you quilt today it may well be here in 100 years time, and if you lay bricks today (I did help with a community hall) they may well be here in 300 years time!

kathyann said...

What a great posting ,Ilove this poem!Kathyann