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I’m Tired

April 11, 2011

I’m Tired

I’m tired now.
My eyes are heavy.
My hand is slow.
Even my pen loses patience with me. 

People have wearied of coaxing me to sleep.
They’re afraid at this moment, I will not arise.
Would you want responsibility for persuading
    one to rest – when you knew they would not awake? 

So let me go –
Let me be…
Let my pen be the one who runs out of ink.
Not me.

Ray Brown

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