Diane of Old?

Right now you're going to work. I hope you get some breakfast in you. It's good for you and that's good for you. I get the thought. But it isn't really mine. And it comes, but it isn't really mine. I pray for you. Maybe your cheerios or your drive or your hair that won't quite cooperate or that person that doesn't seem to get it. No. I'm not the Police... just a mouse in the city. And yes, Roland, I do have a long way but I'm Going On. Smile for the new day. Don't fight it. Find out what you can give to it. The feeling may be faint, but trust what God has told you. Trust what He now tells you.  Believe in it.

And I promise there's a place for you. Drive safe. ly