Tired.
My eyes are tired.
My cheeks are tired.
My mouth is tired.
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Tired.
My lungs are tired.
My arms are tired.
My hands are tired.
**
Tired.
My thighs are tired.
My knees are tired.
My feet are tired.
**
Tired.
My mind is tired.
My soul is tired.
My heart is tired.
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Tired.
Slightly Ignorant 
I can recall similar feelings when going to the university and working to pay for it…not certain of all the details because I was so damn tired then….get some rest…loved reading this.
Thank you 🙂
Just so you know, I really admire you for working your way through university. Knowledge is a thing worth working for.
(Oh, and I don’t mean for that to sound snooty or anything – there are lots of ways to attain knowledge without going to university!)
Hey, all of you guys are young. I’m 63. I’m not tired. Okay. I’m being, whatever. Yes, you do get tired no matter how old you are and this poem nails it.
Hopefully by the time I’m 63 I’ll have had enough rest too ;).
And thank you, of course :).
Shhhhh…(tiptoeing out of the room…then I’ll let you get some rest.
You made me crack up with this comment, Jane! XD
Still giggling…
Rest my sweet!
ahh! I feel you!
I hope you get some much needed rest and revive your body and soul.
I want to curl up and sleep, now. Well done!
GREAT blog. Keep practicing – you are excellent. I’m subscribing. I must say…I like all your characteristics that you pen in the “Why” section too. Are you my twin?
Wow, thank you so much!
If not twins, perhaps kindred spirits ^_^.
i’m tired too 😦
i like your words