First thing in the morning I rise needing you,
And the last thing before sunrise needing you.
The places we have traveled are empty,
Echoing silence since I prize needing you.
Food has no flavor leaving the world bland,
Since to be complete it is wise needing you.
Without you time has no meaning,
Days last foever while no time flies needing you.
Our family is incomplete with you gone,
We are lost as all our heart dies needing you.
You laugh and cast us aside,
Holding power over those with cries needing you.
You have become cold and distant,
I cannot stand any more lies needing you.
All passions have come to an end,
Through eternity I despise needing you.
Copyright © Christi Kopp