SELFISH TIRED ME BY Maureen Barron

This week Tuesday Tales features a poem straight from the heart of the lovely Maureen Barron.


There is more to the poem but It's best those details remain untouched.



Selfish Tired Me.


I watch with one eye as I lie here on the settee with a dog in the curve of my belly and another behind my knee.


I watch as you shuffle loudly across the carpet for the millionth time.


I long for some peace.


I wish you would stop going backwards and forwards.


I wish you would stop rattling the paper.


I wish you would stop losing your glasses.


I wish I didn't feel selfish I forgive myself because I know that I'm still tired.


I want to go to sleep.


I feel my jaws clamping and my neck tightening as the noise gets louder.


It has been loud all night.


You ask me if I have seen a pen or your glasses anywhere.


I mumble no and suggest places to look but I know It is time to ignore tiredness.


To get up and help you.


Because it is Time to start my day now.


Taking care of you.



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