DON´T DRIVE ME AWAY, a poem by Louise May Alcott

   Don´t drive me away,
but hear what I say:
bad men want the gold;
they will steal it to-night,
and you must take flight;
so be quiet and busy and bold.

Slip away with me,
and you will see
what a wise little thing am I;
for the road I show
no man can know,
since it´s up in the pathless sky.