For something

Sometimes, somethings are for love

Sometimes, somethings are for fun

Sometimes, somethings are for nothing

Sometimes, something is everything we need.

I have lost all reason,

To believe in a season, though,

All the seasons I believe,

Have a reason.

But what I must comprehend,

Is the folk at the bottom end.

What sometimes I cannot find

Is the something I need.

©2019~VearnaGloster