The Need Poem by Samuel Thor

SHE has a need; her need is great
HE wants to help, but doesn’t have the chance.
EVEN though he can, he thinks he’s too late.

WHEN the song plays, they choose to dance.
HE sees they are one, and thinks it is fate.
OH, it seems the need is fulfilled…but only from a glance.

‘NO, ’ he thinks, ‘why would she pick me?
EVERYONE and anyone but me could be the one! ’
EVER and ever he wishes he could make her see,
DAYS and days of his are filled with her light like that of the sun.
SADLY she did not know his feelings, so how could they together be?

THOUGH he still hoped that one day she could change her mind;
ONLY he doubted that he would ever be that loving and kind.

BUT still he thought of her as the red, red rose,
ESPECIALLY now after she lived so far and now so close.

LO and behold, he could not be sure,
OF why he was filled with such allure.
VERY sad his days alone, without her were.
EVEN now—to this day—he frowns for her need is still up in the air above.
DARE only does he to fulfill this need: for the need is great, for the need is love.