Not Yet Time To Worry-

It’s not yet time to worry-
he said,
You’ll know when it arrives;
It’s different, takes us up by storm-
and shatters every glass.

So don’t you fret my dear-
he said,
we’re way too far from worry;
Can’t feel the clouds announcing here,
storms not yet approaching.

And worry not did I,
again-
At winds that blew wild at me;
Some glasses still remain intact,
so its not time to worry.
Not yet… anyway