Need

[couchgrouch]

NeedThey stood by an old globe willow, on the emerald hillsidelist'ning to weeping whispers while holding handsin the leaves high above them, they heard the lonesome whistleof a broken-hearted sparrow on a haunted branchand when it swooped down for seeds, with an angel's wingsthey knew why it came so far, for such tiny thingsit was need cos nothing lives by itselfin breath and deed we long for something elsebutterfly wings by flowers of Springlonely lovers who cling to each other'cross heaven and earth what would life be worthwithout needthe morning moon seemed so ghostly as they held each other closelyknowing how long it'd been since they'd been as oneshe'd almost taken little Dianne, accepted that job in Cheyennewhen he was still ruining their lives with rumnow tomorrow seemed to scatter, in the endless skiesbut the emptiness within them, made them realizethat it's need cos nothing lives by itselfin breath and deed we long for something elsebutterfly wings by flowers of Springlonely lovers who cling to each other'cross heaven and earth what would life be worthwithout needthey prayed and then looked skywardknowing there's much they didn't knowbut they had faith heaven inspiredall that happened here belowstill, for a mother and fatherno scene could be as sadbut for it to take their daughterthey know heaven must've had...a need(c)2006 Robert George