Dust if you must – by Rose Milligan

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. 
 
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 round 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. 
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Thanks to my friend Elske, I found out about this poem.
I think it is wonderful and it tells you how you can’t sit around and do nothing.
Rose describes the wonderful things in life you can do instead of collecting dust, because when you are dead, you will collect more dust than you ever wished for!
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