Fickle Minded Poem by shimon weinroth

I won't go with you to the airport
I choke up and sniffle, tears well in my eyes
Misty farewells, last minute queries
Too exciting for my anatomy
Too emotional for my makeup

I won't go with you to the airport
Bid you do this and do that and the other
I don't want to sound like your mother
Tell you take care of your health
Be careful be cautious
Go if you have to go, do what you must

I won't go with you to the airport
Mill about with te crowd
While away the time before departure
Awaiting the moment of bon voyage

Embracing and hugging
Savouring the last moment
Before you go on vacation
Tell you to watch out

So why do I feel so hurt
When you say, don't come to the airport
It's too wearing and tiresome for you

I should never have listened
Should have done what I thought
Come to the port
And bid you farewell