Fear, doubt, loneliness…the unknown… uncertainty.
Rocky waters, choppy emotions…pain, anger...what’s it doing to me?

So sure the proper caregiver…Guardian is “I”
My sweet little people-stuck in the middle-…How, Why?!

Every action, every thought diagnosed and wondered about
Should I be firm or soft, friend or dad…Wow…I need to shout!

Who among us fits the deed with a clear resume?
I don’t know many things; I am willing to learn, willing to be…to play.

My newfound purpose is a bit confounding.
To be Mr. Mom with glee, so much to do…heart and head pounding.

I am a good father! I have heard this lately and often.
Are those speaking the truth…? I have not been without sin.

My little Faith she lights up my smile.
When I am with her the pain diminishes…if just for a while.

The little guy, he’s my baby…Christian.
Being his daddy…the diapers, feelings, nurturing…He’s clarified my mission.

Please dear judge…due process…look at the big picture.
Custody with me will guarantee those blessings…a much brighter FUTURE.