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