Stop Worrying

I start as a tart cherry.

A sweet red berry.

Picked from a tree.

For you and me.

Someone's treat.

Thier's to eat.

If you eat the seed,

there is no need,

to fret or fuss.

Your gut wont bust.

Feel a pinch in the gut?

Now thats a rut.

Pain so bad I scream and shout.

I need to get it out.

Worry has got me now.

I'll show you how.

Drink some water.

Feel flush and a bit hotter.

In the end what goes in comes out.

No reason to scream and shout.

Worry will kill you.

So do what you got to do!