Keep me from living too fast,
and if I live too fast,
slow me down. Come
anytime. Come laughing
into the house.
Clap your hands. Slam the door.
Make me stop my frenzy, and
lean into me so I can take you in my arms.
Tell me the bumblebee has returned,
take my face in your chubby hands,
the snap dragons have blossomed,
and show me.
See to it that I see. Talk to me
until I'm half as alive as you,
and until I slow down, wondering why
I ever started to hurry at all.
Remind me how amazing life is;
don't just tell me, convince me.
You know I won't be too hard to convince.
Adapted from the poem "Summons" by Robert Francis