NEED OF LOVING

Saturday, January 02, 2010

Folk need a lot of loving in the morning;
   The day is all before, with cares beset--
The cares we know, and they that give no warning;
   For love is God's own antidote for fret.

Folk need a heap of loving at the noontime--
   In the battle lull, the moment snatched from strife--
Haflway between the waking and the croon time,
   While bickering and worriment are rife.

Folk hunger so for loving at the nighttime,
   When wearily they take them home to rest--
At slumber song and turning-out-the-light time--
   Of all the times for loving, that's the best.

Folk want a lot of loving every minute--
   The sympathy of others and their smile!
Till life's end, from the moment they begin it,
   folks need a lot of loving all the while.
                                              Strickland Gillilan