I’m feeling somewhat fragile, my mind is in a spin.
I’m walking on a knife edge, where did it begin.
With my nerves in tiny pieces, trembling as I go.
Don’t tell me not to panic, I’m highly strung you know.
What if it really happens, where will we be then.
Don’t patronize me, I don’t want to count to ten.
Your not helping in the slightest, you might as well go home.
Oh, just you wait a moment, while I get the phone.
It’s okay, panics over, they got there safe and sound.
What do you mean you told me, I never heard a sound.
Now that it is really over, let us share some time.
I will cook the dinner and you can pour the wine 😉
Fun response to Daily Prompt – Panic