The Mommy Chronicles

Many of us may remember the childhood song that goes something like this…

“Have patience, have patience, don’t be in such a hurry.”

As I’ve been going through piles that have collected I’ve come across some nostalgic memories and also some pages I’ve kept because I liked the sentiment.  The following is nothing as sweet and nostalgic as my last post but I think the sentiment it expresses is important to remember.  I should also mention that while the page I have has no author mentioned a quick internet search points to David L. Weatherford as the copyrighted author.  Enjoy!

Slow Dance

Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round,
Or listened to rain slapping the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight,
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?

You better slow down, don’t dance so fast,
Time is short, the music won’t last.

Do you run through each day on the fly,
When you ask “How are you”, do you hear the reply?
When the day is done, do you lie in your bed,
With the next hundred chores running through your head?

You better slow down, don’t dance so fast,
Time is short, the music won’t last.

Ever told your child, “we’ll do it tomorrow”,
And in your hast, not seen his sorrow?
Ever lost touch, let a good friendship die,
‘Cause you never had time to call and say “hi”.

You better slow down, don’t dance so fast,
Time is short, the music won’t last.

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 thrown away.
Life is not a race, so take it slower,
Hear the music before the song is over.

While I’ve taken quite a hiatus from my blog I haven’t totally forgotten about it…For those of you who still check it from time to time, here’s a little something sweet for you to enjoy.

The following transcription was written by my grandfather, Louis Hensch, to my grandmother, Esther Luther Hensch in her autograph album before they were married.  I have a scan of the original and treasure it because the poem is in my grandfather’s handwriting and because of the sentiment behind what he wrote.  Maybe someday years from now my grandkids will be enjoying notes Cedric and I have shared with each other.  At any rate, I’m tending toward the nostalgic tonight and thought I’d share some with you.

Sanborn, Minnesota – May 27, 1927

Dearest Friend,

When over these lines your eyes are cast,
Think of the times gone and past,
Think of the friends and friendship dear,
Think of the one who wrote this here.

A place for my name in your album,
A place for my love in your heart,
A place for us both in Heaven,
Where true friends never part.

I hope you the most success that can be had.  As a friend I have appreciated your friendship.

Always,
Louie Hensch

Louis and Esther’s Wedding Photo

Louis and Esther Hensch