Poetry of the Ages

On My Way

Don’t worry

Don’t spill a thousand rain drops

There is nothing you can do

Don’t cry

Don’t offer your help

When there is nothing you can do

Don’t beg

Don’t try to change my mind

To get me back home

Don’t worry

I’m fine and I know

How to make it on my own

Don’t cry

Dry up you tears

For I have no fears

Don’t beg

Or try

I’ve made up my mind

I’m fine

I’m free

I’m on my way

To you and me