Tired. Need rest.
Life looks bleak.
It's not best
When trying to think,
When trying to make sense.
When too tired
It's a test.
Tommorow will be better.
The morning will find hope.
Tonight is done.
So sleep to find a new way
To see the world
That looks so bleak.
When time is long over,
For rest is needed
To restore the weary body and soul.
Tomorrow's a flower
Opening
To face the sun
And glory in it's power.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Wonderful look at saying...'tomorrows a new day'... so full of life for those who chose to live.