Thursday, January 5, 2017

Weary

Some days (like today)
I grow weary from helping
And wish for respite.

 (It's not that I mind
The myriad tasks to do --
I am just worn out)

 Perhaps tomorrow
I will start anew, again.
Sing, Hallelujah.
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