I don't want
to hold your hand
I want you
to hold mine
lead me
instead of playing
follow the leader
carry my baggage
be my porter
let me wash the dust
from my faded smile
and rest awhile
take charge
make dinner
leave me be
and let me recharge
or else
the well might run dry
the cabinets emptied
channel surfing
without cable
and where would
you all be then
shepherdless sheep
in a world of wolves
© 2008 by M.Chadwick