Weary

My body, it aches

My heart, it hurts

I feel weary

Living life is hard

When night time comes

Sleep usually pervades me

My mind goes racing

It makes me weary

In the morning light

I am still sleepy

I can’t stop yawning

I am still weary

I pray for sleep

I wish to feel alive

Feeling tired is getting old

I hate being weary

Jo Anne Kennedy

May 2015