Worn Out And Weary Each Night Poem by Shalom Freedman

Worn Out And Weary Each Night



WORN OUT AND WEARY EACH NIGHT

Worn out and weary each night
I come alive in the mornings
I am a new person
Beginning again
I have hope
And want to write
There is in me an energy
And a searching-

I die at night
And wake renewed each morning
Sleep is a mystery
That keeps me alive
Darkness is one lost world
Light the beginning of a new day.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 23 January 2013

Wonderful! I like these words from your heart! keep writing and enjoy yourself!

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