Dust if you must…

As I drove to work this morning, an ad came onto the radio: “Life is too damn short for bad clothing.”

Now. I’m not one to preach usually, but – seriously?

Here’s my modest attempt at restoring priorities into our lives – my favourite poem:


Dust If You Must

by Rose Milligan

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.

12295114_10156325041765714_657139493_oDust if you must, but 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.

Ah. Now that’s better.

Yours,

D.

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