“Fine and dandy” do not meet, George Carlin called it,
Now I’m feeling fine plenty but dandy not a even a bit!
As I stand there at a crossroad, the hardest one I’ve ever yet seen,
Trying to balance between the tough “act” and the inner me who’s lean!
I weigh out all the options, play the various scenarios in my mind,
I look for all the questions certain that, to answers, I am now blind!
I dot the i’s and cross the damn t’s!
I punctuate the future however can please!
Still no peace so my heart aches and screams in fear,
The future is on it’s way, God help me, it’s so near!
The “lost” past played a big number on me; I can see it clearly,
I doubt my own decisions & the intentions of those I hold dearly!
Yet I still count my blessings every morning and each night,
And I pray for an even stronger will, in me, to hold on & fight!