I wonder where the songs come from
watching children skip all 'round
Playing like time had no meaning
as snow fell upon the ground

Man's last words are never of work
nor to rule the entire world
They wish they'd spent time with others
as enlightenment's unfurled

When you rush along through your day
throwing out gifts un-opened
The dreams your parents had for you
the ones that go unspoken

Take time out of your stressful day
and try not to dance so fast
Life is not a race to be won
sadly the music won't last

Tate
Original poem with picture of Tatertot and music
http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/aristate/448357/