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