Today

Tired 
My breathe sounds like a squeaky leather coat as it wheezes in and out 
Tired
No time to fight the cold
either temperature or virus
Tired
Dragged from here to there
from this to that
Tired
Aching joints and muscles
highlighting the graying hair and wrinkles
Tired
Struggling and striving
for that light in the distance
Tired
Being optimistic in the face
of negative opinion and action
Tired
Waiting for the ship to come in
the knight in shining armor

So sleep, my dear, and dream. 
For, tomorrow