My friend, I hear your cry.
I need not ask you why
My friend, I see your tear,
Know you're tired, my dear.

You've taken on so much.
With love you share your touch.
While others lean on you
And thank you, that is true,

You also have your need.
And rest is one, indeed.
May God bless you my friend.
As to all others you tend

Hugs and love

Kay Brewer 2006

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