Please excuse the strangeness
Of this odd but sincere request:
Could you spare your shoulder for a moment
So I might take a little rest?
My arms are aching from the lifting
Of those whose strength has faded out
My voice hoarse from reassuring troubled ones
Lost in a fog of confusion and doubt;
My heart is brimming from the giving
All needs of mine I can sufficiently meet
Just a shoulder to rest my head upon
So I might catch a few moments of sleep.