Come hither, come thither
Come show me the way
Show me my fortune
And what shall I pay
Should it be wealth
Or health I should seek
Shall I wallow in glory
Or stand by the meek
What is it thats written
In the heavens above
Shall I fall to misfortune
Or be enraptured in love
Though why should I stress out
I'll go with the flow
What will be, will be
And I'd rather not know.
Graham Jones
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/what-will-be-will-be/
