STEP BY STEP

 I feel like I am on a Greyhound Bus
 Don’t know where I’m going
 I’m all mixed up, and down
 I know things get better
 Bo Jangles says drink Tennessee Whiskey
 Then he dances away and
 Doesn’t tell me why
  
 I have to figure these things out
 I’ll have a little talk with Jesus
 He’ll help me find my way
 I’m not blaming anyone
 I know how to look in the mirror
 But I’ll tell him what is going on
 Maybe things will be alright
  
 I woke up this morning and
 Looked out at 24 inches of snow
 Life for me seemed over
 How could I possibly handle this?
 I am not a loser, but this is hell
 Except it’s a whole lot colder
 I hope my Friend is with me
  
 My bus is going in circles
 No way to stop it seems
 I’m not putting the fault on anyone
 I should be big enough to
 Step up to the plate, but
 Every time I look out the window
 That snow seem deeper and heavy
  
 Someday my day will come
 I will rise to the occasion
 For now the bus seems the answer
 My seat is not all that comfortable
 And there is no room to lay down
 I hope I’ll find my destination
 But really, I’m not ready yet
  
 Stanski
 December 2, 2019 ^