Supply

What do we need for supply?
A home, some food, friends nearby.
How about clothes to fit our back?
A basket for dirty clothes, or even a sack.
We need so much yet it's nothing compared
To the need for love that we all share.
Love is a supply that we need to no end,
We need it more than we need a friend.
To feel loved is to have a purpose,
A reason for being.
It's a supply that is a must,
To give it up would be a shame,
And we would have no one to blame
Just to sit alone forever
Without a supply of love.

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