Tired

Poem about just being.

I want to just come home from work and dig in the dirt.

I want to not be thinking about second jobs, and needing more money.

I want to just be.

I want to just be quiet on the inside and peaceful on the outiside.

I want to not be striving for more.

I want a pot full of red begonias to be my fortune.

I want a bucket of tomatoes to be my reward.

I want to leave work at work.

I want to just be.