Poetry and Photography: Tired, Tired, Tired
I don’t know how long I will ride? I’m tired, tired, tired Jus’ might ride this train to the end of the line I hope thats not too soon because this rest is mighty fine I’ll get off at the end and pedal my bike uptown or maybe I’ll get on another train and ride this sucka back downtown Either way I’m tired, tired, tired And this rest is mighty fine Side note: This man had no idea that he inspired someone to take his picture and write a poem about him today. This proves that we never know who is watching us or who we're an inspiration to.