You are so tired but cannot need to rest.
You need to write and speak and write again.
So many duties raging in your brain,
sometimes it seems that you have lost all zest
for friends and love. And then you turn and smile
Apology and charm and witty eyes,
And talk an hour, and make it clear you prize
that hour, then need be quiet for a while.
We leave you, for the solitude you ask
is all the rest you'll get til late at night
you close your eyes a moment as you write
in someone else's chair. You have your task
each day. And our task is to be your friend -
when you are strong, applaud, when broken, mend.