by Lois Rayburn

Created on: August 04, 2008   Last Updated: September 22, 2008

I'M LOOKING FOR SOMEONE TO TAKE CARE OF ME SHE SAID....

Aren't you?
Well, no! I replied, it doesn't work that way.

Take care of me? What? A house, a car, a fur?
Money to shop, bills paid, security in old age and he takes good care of you?
Dare you want more, don't you see?
I want a man to LOVE me!

Give me a heart for my home, a spirit that soars and reaches for me,

a warm place in my soul that he touches,
where he kindles the fire, and brings peace to me.

But you say, it ALL starts that way, and it ends as I have told you...
a house, a car, a fur, money to shop, the bills are paid,
is what you ultimately will want too, in your old age.

No, I replied, it can't be that way....
for when I die, and we all will some day,
give me moments that I can recall, if he ever should go away,
of when my heart had a home,of when he reached for me,
of when he touched me and brought peace to me.

A home is only a house if love has died
and cars get rusty and break down,
and your fur is no match for the warmth he brings to me.

I can face unafraid of the uncertain future I have...
can live alone if need be,
but to live with a man who only provides
and ignores the soul of me is a price too high for me.

So go get your security, let him "take care of you."
As for me? I'll live in the present, hold on to each gift,
rekindle the fire in me,
'Cause I know down inside me, down deep in my heart....
to prepare for the winter, you must bring the wood inside.

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