Dust If You Must

I saw this posted by my friend Steff on FaceBook earlier today, stolen from a posting from one of her friends... and probably stolen/shared many times before that. I agreed it was worth sharing.


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 is 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.

Remember, a house becomes a home
when you write "I love you" on the furniture.


Author Unknown