As i sit and wander does my heart grow weaker or fonder, will my wife begin to wander, into the arms of the one that takes us under, she says she needs some me time, does she sit & contemplate, our divorce and leave me date, it can't be long at this rate, tell me lord is the end really near, that's the date I'll never fear, Iraq is not a choice, will i ever have a voice , not that it really matters, i don't even need the latter she says she loves me dearly, at the same time she loathe & fears me,am i the monster she created , the dirty old man she always hated, I hate to become something I'm not an old hankie full tears and snot, tell me lord is this a test because if it is I'll try and do my best, it doesn't matter if i pass or fail , because in my heart she'll always dwell, and in her heart i hope to dome the same, i pray to you lord in Jesus name.