If Mother were sick, <br />And I were her nurse, <br />I’d tip-toe so softly: <br />She wouldn’t get worse. <br /> <br />If Father were busy <br />And I hurt my hand, <br />I’d still yell out loudly: <br />I know he’d understand. <br /> <br />If the window were open <br />And a bee should fly in, <br />You know the “if” <br />If I tried to swat him. <br /> <br />If I should be rude <br />And Mother would hear, <br />I know she would swat me: <br />I think you know where. <br /> <br />These are some “ifs” <br />That color my world, <br />But they haven’t happened: <br />I’m a fortunate girl.<br /><br />Adeline Foster<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-worry-too/
