This
is a poem
written by a teenager with cancer.
She wants to
see how many
people get her poem.
It is quite the poem
Please pass it
on.
poem was written by a terminally ill young girl in a
New York
a medical doctor -
Make sure to read what is in the closing statement
AFTER THE
POEM.
Or gazed at the sun into the
fading
night?
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 is like an unopened
gift....
FORWARDED
E-MAILS ARE TRACKED TO OBTAIN THE TOTAL
COUNT.
live their life to the fullest, since she never will.