Written by Maggie Francis Lane 
June 1, 2017 

Things I need,  they are but few, but I need them WHEN I do.  

What need have I of food until I want with hunger, or a parasol, unless it rains.  Every need has its moment, and every moment its need. 

What is called for, and when, is the matter, it seems;
for things otherwise, are simply a burden to me.