Feeling so tired Resting from labor
Thinking, what upon Be kind, my neighbor
Weary soul, lingers Silent, waiting still
What to do? What's right? Want to be for real
It's not a show place Playing on a stage
Life is hard and rough We'll make it in age
To age, we grow up Thinking that we're young
Feeling so tired Least not be undone
Thanks for reading Poem #2179
Idea on July 25, 2013 by big computer at 5:01 PM
Re read and made some changes on January 28, 2015
and February 2, 2015
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