Presence of a need
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By: Keith H.
Seymour
You
ask me what I want...What I need
that
you and other who care about me,
can give.
Some present on a
holiday, my birthday, or some other occasion.
I
tell you....”I don't know.”
You reply
lovingly: “take your time.
Except
that what I told you...is a lie.
What I
want...what I need...What I can use,
can't be wrapped up in fancy
paper,nice ribbons, or anything
you can attach
a store bought.... or even
a home made lovingly made card.
No.
What I need cannot be purchased, or given.
What I need comes from me.
It is a sense of self,
the knowledge that I am appreciated for me.
I need to know that
my contributions are worth something
Not just those of material value, for
I have so little compared to most,
and so mush
more compared to others.
No, I speak of
contributions of self, because sometimes....
that is all I have to give.
What I need... what I want...is someone
someone to kiss
me good morning, and love me through the night
What
good is all the materiel wealth in the world
if I have
no one with to share it with...someone to become
part
of me...The second part of a once complete
and now incomplete
soul.
