All About You (poem by me)

Tired of working harder than you,
Tired of calling to ask how are you,
Tired of liking everything you say and do,
Tired of it being all about you
So tired, in fact—I am through.

One day you will wake up
and realize we haven’t spoke in a year
and maybe then send me a text,
If you do, I will always be here,
But I promise I won’t hold my breath.

*Pray for the nations. It is easy with this free ebook:  Beseeching Grace: An International Prayer Collection.

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