Love's Lost Highway

I don't know when I took the turn
That put me on this road .
I guess I missed the sign that said ,
'Where broken hearts abode .'

I've walked this lonely road so long
I really could not say ,
How many times I've stopped to love
Along 'Love's Lost Highway .'

And I really don't remember
How many years it's been .
I hope I've many miles to go
Before I love again .

I haven't spent a lot of time
At stops along the way .
But sometimes we just have to put
Our lonely hearts in play .

And so today I stopped to rest
To taste of love once more .
But once again she broke my heart ,
As others have before .

So now it's time I journey on ,
I've thrown my heart away .
And lost my love again somehow ,
Along 'Love's Lost Highway .'

GREENWOLFE 1962

My Long , Long Trail Of Tears

I should have known I'd cry this way .
I just forgot somehow .
Although I shed them years ago ,
The last ones fell just now .

I held your picture in my hand
And teardrops fell like rain .
I saw that twinkle in your eyes
And was a child again .

My love , your gift is one fine thing
That makes it all worthwhile .
The wait of more than forty years
To see your childhood smile .

I tried for years to just recall
The way you used to be .
Then when I saw your photograph ,
It all returned to me .

The flaming love that I once felt ,
Was just as it had been .
Delivered with your precious gift
Of how you looked back then .

There's nothing more for me to do ;
But sit , and stare , and cry .
I'm much too old to do much else
Before my time to die .

There's nothing more for me to say ,
I've told it all to you .
My love , you are the one affair
I've had my whole life through .

I guess it takes a little time ,
Just more than forty years .
I know I cut it long ago ;
My , long , long trail of tears .

GREENWOLFE 1962

Heaven

I'm in Heaven while I'm living
Way down here on earth with thee .
For my darling , you're the angel ;
That brings it , so close to me .

As God must love his creations ,
He would surely be remiss ;
If the wonder of your being
Was not one he came to miss .

He might then , take jealous heeding
Of the time I've had with you .
And decide it's time to gather
To Himself this love so true .

That is why I fear the hour
On that dark and fateful day ,
When the Lord calls one more angel
Home to join His bright array .

What depression , pain , and sorrow
Shall invade my troubled mind ?
As I know that time for certain ,
I'll be left so far behind .

Will I yet again know Heaven ,
As it's been with you and me ?
How much time must I endure , this
Hell on earth it's bound to be ?

And if I should tire of sorrow ,
And the pain's too much to bear ;
Will I find you dear in Heaven
If I go in search up there ?

And would I , in seeking Heaven ,
Find another Hell instead ?
As I know one thing for certain ;
Living's Hell , when loves are dead .

I have this to keep me going .
This alone , till life is through .
Just the faith , that God in wisdom ;
Knows my Heaven is with you .

And if life and death are parcels
Of the same divine design ;
God will share again His angel ,
And His kingdom shall be mine .

GREENWOLFE 1962

Each Wondrous Thing

I wake up each morning
No matter what season , in spring .
For seeing you lie there ,
Reminds me of each wondrous thing .

The green in the meadow .
The fragrence of flowers that grow .
The fresh flowing waters .
The soft , gentle breezes that blow .

The songs that the birds sing .
The wonders that nature can do .
Are captured each moment
I spend lying here next to you .

And though every season
Will always change over , it's plain .
We'll know only springtime ,
Where our love shall always remain .

And that's as we planned it .
A season for our love to grow .
The seeds of our young love
Turned into the true love we know .

For now , we'll just linger .
Forever , our love in the spring .
As I lay beside you
Reminded , of each wondrous thing .

GREENWOLFE 1962

This Little Thing I Do

I don't know why I came to see
The girl that I once knew .
Except to say she might approve
This little thing I do .

She never cared that much for me .
But this I can forgive .
For I expect she knew my thoughts
On how she chose to live .

She knew I cared enough for her
To leave her to her life .
Though she once said she'd not consent
To be a loving wife .

And so I came this special day
As I have come before .
When she requires my services;
Each time , she hurts me more .

Why I let her torture me
Is anybody's guess .
So I have come, for I still care ,
Expecting nothing less .

But this may be the final time .
She doesn't look so well .
I fear she'll find the afterlife
A bitter place to dwell .

Now , you may think it harsh to say
What I have said of her .
But all I've done is tell the truth ,
So why should I defer ?

And as I've said of her before ,
I love her as she is .
I pray she'll find the answer soon ,
To lifetime's lonely quiz .

For though she never found true love
While searching every place .
She might just look inside my heart ,
When we come face to face .

Perhaps that's why I came to see
The girl that I once knew ,
Hoping that she may approve
This little thing I do .

GREENWOLFE 1962

The Universe

The ship moves on without a sail
Or rudder as its guide.
The oozing mass of living things
Escaping from each side.

'The Universe' is bound for home
Without its mortal crew.
Or anything it journeyed for,
Its mission over due.

We see it as it nears it's home
With sparkling watered eyes.
It must have been a hellish thing
That happened to those guys.

As men endeavor to explore
Sometimes I question why.
It's best they never see such things
As this go passing by.

It must be Heaven's plan for us
To see before we die,
How man's pursuit of unknown things
Can often go awry.

If so, I've learned my lesson well.
Though man, I fear, has not.
What evil things were done this time?
What spectacle we've wrought!

We'll take our pictures, every one,
So they can see it all.
The tortured mass of living things.
No doubt, from Hell's spring ball.

When we're through, a braver soul
Than me will go on board.
And place a charge of fireworks
Somewhere in evil's hoard.

And then the ship, ' The Universe, '
The pride of man's great fleet;
Will turn into a flaming Hell,
A sign of man's conceit.

Then I will say a prayer to God
For all the souls on board.
'The Universe' and my own ship,
And worlds not yet explored.

When fooling with the genes of life
We'd better heed these words.
Sometimes it doesn't blend so well.
It sticks, and turns to curds.

The pictures will explain it all.
I pray they'll be revealed.
So man will cease pursuing things
That God so well concealed.

If man derives from anything
'The Universe' displayed.
Then he has one true destiny.
A Hell that he has made.

And if I'm there to see it through,
This destiny of man.
I'll hold the torch of Heaven's fire
And burn them if I can.

So let us pray that men will yield
To God this human curse.
Exemplified by what he made.
This ship, 'The Universe.'

GREENWOLFE 1962

Young Love

They hugged and made each other.
They kissed and saw the stars.
They wondered if they did it
On Jupiter and Mars.

They stroked and grazed the meadow
Of each one's sacred place.
They looked and saw the pleasure
Expressed on each one's face.

They held each other gently,
But firmly high and low.
Joyful at discovering
The things they didn't know.

Then, when their senses flourished,
Relieving them of shame;
They found in each such passion,
They trembled, each in flame.

They fell and looked much deeper
Into their loving souls.
They found in each, fine treasures.
And thought, their cherished goals.

They, each one, answered truly.
No lies can thus be told.
They planned, right then to marry;
Before their love turned cold.

As young love has such pleasures,
And not much grief or pain;
No wonder then, young lovers,
Repeat them once again.

The mistakes garnered falsely
From passion's sizzling fire.
But come to see much later,
Such loves may soon expire.

It ever was, as stated.
A passions overflow,
That makes young love look foolish
In retrospective glow.

But while, it's then, in season;
It cannot be ignored.
Young Love is living's treasured gift
Of joys yet unexplored.

GREENWOLFE 1962

Eternally Together

As flowers bloom in springtime
To garland nature's glow ,
I know you now remember
Such beauty long ago .

And you must hear the music
Around our favorite song .
Calling back our memories
We've held for oh so long .

For as you might remember
They always came in rhyme ,
The links that held together
Our love for all this time .

Our love theme song , 'Forever',
Compelled a warm embrace .
And humming love between us
Charmed both our souls with grace .

A tear-stained love embittered ,
Was never ours, and thus ;
No rhymes of love concluded
Were ever penned by us .

We parted just like strangers ,
Who meet while passing by .
We knew and loved each other ,
And neither was a lie .

Foretold by us that springtime ,
We'd meet again someday ;
Now , having done our duty ,
Prediction has its way .

For now, we've come full circle .
It's springtime once again .
I think I hear our love song ,
Just as I did back then .

I know you now remember ,
A smile is on your face .
A brilliance seen that springtime
That time just can't erase .

So now , by our endeavor ,
We'll have our one last fling .
Eternally Together ,
Resumed once more in spring .

GREENWOLFE 1962

Gremlin

'Where have you been? ', I said to her ,
'I've missed your loving song .'
'Over the hill, ' she said to me ,
'For that's where I belong .'

'Tis not so true, ' said I to her ,
'You should be here with me .
I need your love more than before ,
I'm crying , don't you see ? '

'I know, ' she said , ' I see your tears ,
And Heaven sees them too .
And that is why they sent for me
To come and comfort you .'

'I'm sorry , if I called you back , '
I said , ' It's not been long .
It's just that I have missed so much
Your love since you've been gone .'

'I know, ' she said , ' It's much too much
For some , this grief and pain .
But death is part of life , you see ,
So how can we complain ? '

'You really must get over me ,
You've more of life to live .
It's time you let your spirit rest ,
You must yourself, forgive .'

'I know, ' I said, 'Your words are true ,
I'll do just as you say .
But can I tell you once again
I'm sorry for that day ? '

'Of course you can, ' she said to me ,
'I always understood,
I would have told you, go ahead ,
If say the words , I could .'

I said, ' How good to hear your voice
And see you once again . '
She said that now she had to leave ,
To not return again .

I asked her if we'd ever meet
And talk again someday .
She said, ' It's bound to happen.....as
It's always Heaven's way .'

So off she went on up the hill ,
Then stopped and looked once more .
She raised her paw and waved goodbye
Then faded , nevermore .

I dried my tears then went to bed .
But now , without regret .
For I had spent some time with her ,
The cat I can't forget .

GREENWOLFE 1962

Sojourn

The music lingered soft and low .
I barely heard it play .
This was how I liked it now ,
The mode I chose each day .

I just reclined my favorite chair
And closed my eyes to rest .
The mode was sure to make me sleep ,
My hands across my chest .

Soon I drifted far away ,
It must have been quite deep .
It sure seemed just as real to me ,
This strange and storied sleep .

I found myself there once again ,
A place of long ago .
With all the ones I knew quite well ,
I'd often wished it so .

There they were with me at school ,
Just playing all around .
They laughed and chased each other still
And made their childhood sound .

Then suddenly , the school was gone .
We all were in a field .
The joy I felt at being there
Could hardly be concealed .

We all were young , it seemed as though
We had not aged a day .
I thought that I might just join in ;
And run , and chase , and play .

Then suddenly , I saw my girl ,
The one for which I yearn .
Just as she was so long ago .
The cause of this sojourn.

She smiled and as it is my fate ,
She had to fade away .
I then awoke , and oh so sad ;
For I had wished to stay .

I'll try again another day ,
Sometimes it works quite well .
Perhaps , someday , I won't return .
Now that's a tale to tell !

So if you hear I went to sleep
And never then awoke .
Remember what I said today ,
Or take it for a joke .

You'll sure know where I just might be .
So join me , if you dare .
I think you might enjoy yourself .
I'll wait for you back there .

GREENWOLFE 1962

Life Without A Name

As rain came down in rhythm ,
My teardrops fell in rhyme .
The wind blew love around me .
I missed it all this time .

The charm of every season
Was lost with every word .
And the sound of our contentment
Was something never heard .

The chill of every winter
Came early in the fall .
And the burning heat of summer
Came with no warmth at all .

Our burning lives made passion ,
With flaming love no part ;
Till all our world was ended
By a misplaced empty heart .

It lasted near a lifetime ,
But I dare not place the blame .
I took it all for granted ,
Our life without a name .

GREENWOLFE 1962

The Girl With Wondrous Glow

I found her there in springtime .
A wondrous time , you know .
My love in all her gloried form
With such a wondrous glow .

She had no special treasures
That other girls possess .
But she was always doing things
I valued none the less .

She always held me firmly ,
But gently in her arms .
I never felt she knew how much
I valued all her charms .

She spoke in tender whispers .
A vocal tone so sweet .
She told me all the things she loved ,
The things I won't repeat .

Though just a country bumpkin ,
She wasn't dumb at all .
I thought she would have done quite well
At any prom or ball .

I would have had her join me ,
But never got the chance .
She died in autumn , late that year ;
Before our Christmas dance .

She lives again each springtime .
That's when she blooms , you know .
I see her in the flowers .
The Girl With Wondrous Glow .

GREENWOLFE 1962

Silent Love

I knew it then , for I could tell .
Twas Silent Love in which I fell .

A painful choice for Heaven's sake .
And one no man would like to make .

But I was torn in part , you see .
By beauty , charm , and destiny .

I gathered up and off I went .
As if compelled to my torment .

And greeting there , my love confessed .
I made a simple child's request .

But thinking now of her and me ,
I guess it was as meant to be .

A love the angels sing in song .
It's in such love I do belong .

A timeless chord from up above .
A sanctified and Silent Love .

GREENWOLFE 1962

A Place Beside A River

There's a place beside a river
That you might know as well .
On the banks we call contentment
Near the place where lovers dwell .

It's not so far from Heaven .
Though it's not quite that , you see .
There must be a place for lonely
And their dreams that used to be .

It's a place to leave our sorrow .
And a place to not regret .
A place that gives us pleasure
In our sadness even yet .

Though our memories often linger
And our dreams may come and go ,
The place beside the river
Is a place that we should know .

So , if by chance , you see me there
In a memory or a dream .
You'll know I've found contentment
In the water of the stream .

GREENWOLFE 1962

An Angel Flight

Not long ago I saw her ,
As in her younger days .
She sat upon the fresh green grass
As I could only gaze .

She clasped her hands together
As they rocked to and fro ,
The whitest things I ever saw;
Her angel wings , you know .

Gleaming with her smiling eyes ,
A look I so adore .
In doing so , she warmed my heart .
The way she did before .

She spoke not a single word .
Nor did I wish her to .
For she was , well , just as she was ;
The girl I'd loved so true .

Placing them upon the grass,
And patting it with care ,
Her hands sure meant for me to come
And take my place right there .

Seeing how I looked at her ,
She gave a pleasant sigh .
Then shook her head and smiled again ,
This apple of my eye .

Sitting there , she kissed my cheek
And my heart skipped a beat .
Just as it had before , when I
Had placed it at her feet .

Then she stood, and I got up
As if I had no weight .
I don't believe on earth we feel
A love so warm and great .

Slowly , as we left the ground ,
Her wings spread left and right .
I somehow threw away the fears
I always had of flight .

Firmly now , in her embrace ,
We up and flew away .
Whatever doubts or fears I had ,
Just disappeared that day .

As we drifted on the breeze
That blows through Heaven's skies;
I doubt if you have known such joy,
Or seen such through your eyes .

We flew not so far away,
But just around the bend .
I guess she knew that this was not
The day my life would end .

When she flew me back to earth ,
I guess it took awhile ;
For me to speak and voice my thanks
To her , and it , her smile .

Then it happened once again ,
The thing that angels do .
She promised to return someday ,
The day my life is through .

As she spread her wings again
And gently left in mirth ,
I wondered at this girl I'd known
And loved so much , on earth

GREENWOLFE 1962

Autumn Love

I met her in the autumn ;
When such are found , you know .
She said , 'In all her glory .'
Though joking , oh how so !

So true , I did inform her .
But then , to no surprise .
Such things are never certain
In autumn's paradise .

An autumn love , so firmly ,
May grasp a loving heart ;
It still may seem together ,
Though broken from the start .

Through autumn , when it found me .
Through winter's frozen years .
Such love alive in springtime ,
Brings forth a rain of tears .

That's why the loves of autumn
Display a special trait .
The heartbreak , comes much sooner .
The love ends , much too late .

For young love , it's more tragic .
Although it's torn apart ,
The yearning never ceases
Around a virgin heart .

So when the tears of springtime
Give way and summer looms ;
The autumn love , once tempting ,
Ignores the soul it dooms .

And then , the autumn comes again
For young loves one and all .
Changing then , its name once more ,
From autumn to the fall .

GREENWOLFE 1962

A Roundtable Tale

Arthur didn't see it ,
His back was to the sky .
They looked to the Heavens ,
Expecting then to die .

Arthur heard the shuffle ,
Looked up and turned around .
By the time he saw it ,
The spaceship hit the ground .

Gigantic can't describe
The ship's great size and scope .
Crashing there before them ,
They surely had no hope .

Force applied at impact
Was equal to a quake .
This was it, they figured .
They ducked down in its wake .

Suddenly , they saw them
Just flashing through the sky .
Four and twenty dragons .
Oh boy , how they could fly !

Then they felt a grasping .
How dragon claws can bend !
Following soon after ,
They felt the forceful wind .

They were their salvation ,
And carried them away
From the flames and wreckage
The spaceship brought that day .

Merlin and King Arthur ,
Two knights and twenty more
Gathered round a table
A tale not told before .

This one of the dragons
Heeding ole Merlin's call .
Saving them from spaceships
Whenever they might fall .

Yes , a tale remembered .
One told for many years .
One often forgotten
But true , it now appears .

You might have a question ,
The modern ones like you .
What becomes of spaceships
That fall out of the blue ?

Not as complicated ,
Though some might think it so .
Eating little bodies
Are dragon things , you know .

As for all the hardware .
They flew all that away .
The dragons dropped it all
Into Loch Ness , they say .

But if you still may doubt
The tale that I have told ,
Go and see the marker
That Arthur made so bold .

Marking where the dragons
Plucked Arthur up that day .
Where they grabbed ole Merlin
And flew him quick away .

Now you know the story ,
One unknown answered here .
Stonehenge is the marker
That Arthur made that year .

GREENWOLFE 1962

Borrowed Words

I'm waiting here for someone .
Just who , I couldn't say .
She's bringing my contentment .
True love , I guess , someday .

I may just wait forever .
Again , this one last time .
It's then , I shall endeavor
To put our love in rhyme .

By then , if I've forgotten
Expressions lovers say ;
I thought that I'd just borrow
From those I wrote today .

That's why I don't mind waiting .
I've got more time you see ,
To think of things more charming
To say when love's with me .

It's then , when I'm contented
And know not what to say .
I'll be so glad I waited
And wrote of love this day .

So let me write my love words
To one I do not know .
Though someday , they'll be borrowed ,
These words wrote long ago .

GREENWOLFE 1962

My Blessing

Bless the things I've come to know
And those I'd like to sing .
And bless the star-crossed lovers
In the cooler days of spring .

Bless the winds of summer
And the stars that shine above .
And bless the winter evenings
And the girls that I have loved .

Bless the farmer's daughter
With her golden hair so fine .
And bless the one I'll marry
Till the day that she is mine .

Bless the sun in winter
And the precious morning dew .
And bless the little children
When they're past the age of two .

Bless the times I walked away
From things I didn't see .
And thank you Lord , for holding back
And never telling me .

Bless my long successes
And my constant failures too .
And bless the hope I'll always have
As long as I have you .

Bless the older people
In the twilight of their age .
And don't forget to bless the trees
For giving me this page .

Bless the silent snowfall
And my wishes that came true .
And , oh yes Lord , but most of all ;
My Blessing goes to you .

GREENWOLFE 1962

If You Would Only

If you would only call me once ,
And write a letter too ;
It might just end the pain I feel
That comes from loving you .

If you would only be my friend ,
And when you see me smile ;
You'd bring me happiness unbound
And make my life worthwhile .

If you would only come one time ,
And sit down by my side ;
I'd tell you things you'll never hear
That others choose to hide .

If you would only hold my hand ,
As I prepare to go ;
And kiss my cheek one final time ,
That's all I'd have to know .

Yes , all I need from you my dear
Is just to know you care ;
Then I'll have joy for all my life
And still have some to spare .

Then with such joy, I'll surely be
Delivered from my plight ;
And go to sleep , contented then
To sleep alone at night .

Yes , if you did these simple things ,
That's all I would require ;
Then I could live without it quenched ,
The love that I desire .

GREENWOLFE 1962

Blessed Love

We met as children long ago .
I can't recall the day .
I was too young to notice then ,
It must have been at play .

It's funny how it came to be .
Unnatural , I guess .
God must have just got up one day
In search of souls to bless .

He surely found us oh so young ,
But I guess , just in time ;
For us to start our journey off
With friendship so sublime .

Soon it made a love affair
Just as we came of age .
Your diary expressed it well ,
My name on every page .

As we came of age we vowed
To wed forever more .
Who knew we'd ever live so long
Or what life had in store .

We had three kids and lost but one ,
The sadness of our life .
I guess we had the best of things ,
Without much pain or strife .

And as our children moved away ,
We did then as we should .
We spent our time in doing things
We always wished we could .

The time just seemed to pass away
Almost before we knew .
But all I know is what there was ,
I spent in loving you .

I know you did as well my love ,
It showed in many ways ;
The way you always touched my arm
And held your loving gaze .

Yes , it's funny how it came to be ,
And how it is somehow .
We never have done things alone .
At least , until right now .

We've been as one so very long ,
How can we be apart ?
And how will it continue on ,
The beating of my heart ?

I hope that God may soon arise
As He did once before .
And bless our souls just one last time
By calling home one more .

GREENWOLFE 1962

A Life Without Joy

I think I'm going to make it through ,
It's been so long you see ;
There's much more life behind me now
Than out in front of me .

There was a time , when not so sure ;
I thought to end it then .
I didn't see how one could live
Without much joy and win .

But I found out you can endure
Without a special one .
And after all , it must be said ;
Of fate , what's done is done .

And so I choose to carry on
With life and burdens bore .
I hope if I can carry these ,
God may not give me more .

But if He did , I hope He'd grant ,
My just one simple plea ;
To end my life with one great love
Who'd bring great joy to me .

So now I'm near the end of life ,
My joyless days near done .
I'd lie if I would dare to say ,
I never did have fun .

But what is true , and that's the rub ,
Of life , don't you agree ;
Is love is really what's required ,
For joy to be set free ?

So on it is with what remains ,
I hope , not very long ;
Of life , perhaps to know great love ,
If it should come along .

And as I go my separate way ,
I'll not begrudge their joy ;
If others feel what I once felt ,
When I was just a boy .

Instead I'll smile and just recall
The joy I felt back then .
And know that I'll feel soon enough
Love's wondrous joy again .

GREENWOLFE 1962

A Simple Plea

Now on the shore I stand by thee
As we stare lonely out to sea .
We know ourselves , or say we do ,
Though time has said we never knew .
We cannot speak and say so much ,
We dare not cry , yet long to touch .
And though we stare , we cannot see .
Time and memories block the sea .
We hold ourselves , it's not the same .
The wind is colder since we came .
We turn our heads as though to speak ,
But pride is strong and words are weak .
Now we strain for a simple plea ;
'No matter what , I still love thee .'

GREENWOLFE 1962

Hell's Great Pain

It's not the molten lake of fire ,
The dungeons dark and damp .
The heaving mass of mournful souls
Upon whom we might tramp .

That makes of Hell the savage place
We dare not ever go .
And makes us tread the narrow path
To Heaven , don't you know .

No , these are but the manifest
Of symbols we might use ,
To give our little children
Advice on which to choose .

The savage pain endured in Hell
Is yet more true and real ,
If you should ever feel the love
That Heaven can reveal .

I know this for I ventured there
For oh so brief a time .
And felt the love of God's embrace ,
His glory so sublime .

It came to me in such a dream
As I cannot explain .
And satisfied my mortal soul
So much , I felt no pain .

The lesson that I learned from this
Came after I awoke ,
And realized I lived again
Encoiled in mortal yoke .

So this , in truth , is all we need
To know of Hell's great pain .
The knowledge of the love we'll lose
And never know again .

GREENWOLFE 1962

Garden Gate

Today I passed your garden gate ,
It rattled to and fro .
I don't remember it this way ,
The gate I used to know .

Today I touched your garden gate ,
The crumbling wood and rust .
How could I replace them now ,
Its pieces turned to dust ?

Today I breached your garden gate
As I had done before .
I wondered if you might be there ,
Tilling earth once more .

Today I closed your garden gate
Behind me once again .
I walked along your garden path
The way I did back then .

Today beyond your garden gate
Where I shall wait for now ;
They say you won't , but I just know ,
You must return somehow .

Today beyond your garden gate
Where I've shed many tears ;
They all expect to see me there ,
The place I've come for years .

Today beyond your garden gate
I felt you there somehow .
Twas then I came , at last to peace .
A place unknown till now .

For just beyond your garden gate
My destiny was cast .
A place from where no man returns .
I found you there at last .

GREENWOLFE 1962