The journey

Nearly there
Very soon I shall know
I shall know what’s in store for me
Who will greet me?
The children … the children
Will they be clever?
Will they like me?
Poor babies, no father, no mother
But I shall love them as I love my own
All my dear ones left at home
So far away — and so different
If things go wrong, what shall I do?
Who can I ask
With none of my kind to talk to?
Only the old housekeeper
How will she welcome me?
I must not write to their guardian
That is the hardest part of all
Whatever happens, it is I, I must decide
A strange world for a stranger’s sake
O why did I come?
No! I’ve said I will do it
And for him I will
There’s nothing to fear
What could go wrong?
Be brave, be brave
We’re nearly there
Very soon I shall know
Very soon I shall know