All the Lonely Souls Need Love
He sat so bent and crooked on that bench
So sad to see it gave your heart a wrench
Wrapping his bony arms around his chest
The old man struggled,tried his very best
To fend off chills here on this dreary day
I sat with him and listened to him say
The words that trickled softly from his lips
In between the day old coffee sips
"My Belle and I we used to come to town
When we got tired we'd come here and sit down
This was our special place,we loved it so
We'd feed the birds and have a cup of joe
With arms around each other hold so tight
Until the afternoon turned into night
But now my Belle has left and gone above
Without her I have nobody to love"
With that he struggled up and walked away
I watched as he diminished in the day
So many lonely people in this world
If we could take a hand,our hearts unfurled
We might just ease their sorrow for awhile
All it would cost would maybe be a smile
So next time you see sad and empty eyes
Just take a minute,listen to their cries
It might enrich your life and give them hope
We all need someone's love to help us cope
* for John Heck's "Blink!" contest
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