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