Let Me

• Georgia Mancini
• Poetry
• 2012

Let me go

Let me go

Into the arms of old


Let me sing

Let me sing

To make the wind that flies on a birds wing


Let me laugh

Let me laugh

To make the flowers blow in the breeze


Let me whistle

Let me whistle

To make the songs of the trees


Let me cry

Let me cry

To make the stream that passes by


Let me dance

Let me dance

So that the sun shines


But most of all, here's the last request which you should never try


Let me die

Let me die

So i can say goodbye...