We need weekly to take the bread and wine, commune with nature, and seek blessings divine.
We need people who care, old folks and children, and those men and women willing to dare.
We need snow flakes in winter, buds in the spring, falling leaves come autumn, birds on the wing.
We need reading stories before bed, carols sung in frosty air, and parents ever after happily wed.
We need seniors who skip, children wise beyond their years, and wage counsel and good fellowship.