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