Needs Only We Can Fulfill Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

The way green grass grows in Spring,
Returning from Winter's chill...
To renew with an offering that brings,
A missing of what is wished.
If we took time to redo and commit,
With patience to think things through.
Knowing between us feelings felt are true.

The way leaves bud on a tree as done,
And flowers bloom with a brightness seen...
Under the Sun,
Reminds me of how we met.
Just to say we shouldn't do with promises,
What isn't cool to chill us separately...
Since there are needs only we can fulfill.