Sisyphus

This bolder

That I am pushing up a steep hill

Tires me so much at times

This weight that I carried

From earlier loss all of  my own need denied

Makes me so tired at times

Theres is no doubt

Compassion lives inside this breast

Along with the deepest of desires to make things right

And protect those who have fallen

And here beneath my wing

I always tried to make for you

A home

And the shelter I longed for

There will come  a day when I know for sure

That this is why I was born

But just for now

Dear soul grant me rest

A calm green space

For me to lay my burden down

And find repose

From the ongoing challenges of my life