A poem for the weary

Dense blanket placed over me, that smothering sense of feeling overwhelmed by my fatigue,
Exhaustion in mind, body and spirit is the default setting in my software now, do I know how to reset it?
Each soul stumbles on the path and each soul rises to continue the journey; this soul wants to stay put for now…
The legacy of lethargy greets the retiree stuffed full of visions of unfettered mobility, the freedom to live as you ought
That comes to nought, sadly, when you are stretched thin by noon and ready to swoon at two!
Exhausted and deeply disappointed in the unfolding of what has passed and was meant to be, send me Lord some energy.

Chris