TIRED
I'm so tired; what day is today,
I just wish everyone would go away.
The days are long, the nights are short,
Sometimes around me I need to build a fort.
Crisis after crisis is what each day brings,
It just keep unwinding like a ball of string.
The work load needs to be organized and relaxed,
Instead of feeling we are always taxed.
It's hurry up, we have to rush this out,
Only to change it again with more running about.
Morale is low, productivity down,
And most of us feel we are about to drown.
A few try to boost the others' spirits up,
We know it will come full circle, one day they will fill our cup.
Today I'm not really in the pink,
I'm so damned tired I can't even think.
Gloria Hildreth
"Reflections: A Moment in Time"
copyright 2009

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