I am so tired and weary,
So tired of the endless fight,
So weary of waiting the dawn
And finding endless night.
That I ask but rest and quiet –
Rest for days that are gone,
And quiet for the little space
That I must journey on.
So tired of the endless fight,
So weary of waiting the dawn
And finding endless night.
That I ask but rest and quiet –
Rest for days that are gone,
And quiet for the little space
That I must journey on.
Photo by Dan Hardison
Wilmington, North Carolina
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In honor of Cotter's birthday on February 2, I am linking this to the LitBirthdays calendar at http:/LitBirthdays.com
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