Tired but kind

Aa Harvey

Tired but kind

 

 

Work is relentless. Immune defenceless.

This is no manflu I tell you.

This life has no energy left to pass the test.

I’m not at my best in body and head.

Every part of me hurts. Too ill to flirt.

Too ill to care, to do my hair, just wrap it up in a bun.

Don’t care, so there.

Adjust to my way.

Have a lovely day.

Have a heavenly day,

Just be on your way.

 

 

(C)2025 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.

 

  • Author: Aa Harvey (Online Online)
  • Published: December 6th, 2025 14:17
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 1
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