Let's Share a short poem about our life '

Here's mine:
I'm tired
Where did my money go
I'm still tired
My back is hurting too

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Carazaa · F

The sun is setting.
another day is ending.
The sun's warmth and memories leave
the leaves whisper as the wind picks up
I walk home and feel a sudden chill.
Then my thoughts return to the one who loves me,
The Savior who laid down his life for me.