Author Albert Durrant Watson God, I am tired, And pain gnaws at my heart, Yet will I greatly live some noble part; Trusting the good Throughout the long, lone years, Even though my life's young blood Be thinned to tears. Tags Short Poems Rate this poem Select ratingGive it 1/5Give it 2/5Give it 3/5Give it 4/5Give it 5/5 No votes yet Rate Log in or register to post comments