Dear Zana, my son has sent me this lovely poem today and it made me think of you- hope you enjoy reading it...it made me think also, how lucky I'm that there are energetic people like our home cleaner Sarah in our lives to help carry the burden of keeping things clean!
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 worlds out there,
With the sun in your eyes the wind in your hair,
Aflutter 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 more dust.