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  GREENWOLFE 1962 (MARCH 23, 1951)
 
 
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  97.     

Who'll Be There?

Who'll be there to hold my hand?
Who'll be standing by?
Will any shed a tear for me
As I prepare to die?

Who'll be there to pray for me?
Who'll be there to sing?
And who'll be there to kiss my cheek
If I go in the spring?

Who can say these things for sure?
Guess I should not care.
I wouldn't if I knew my love
Was certain to be there.

So as the day draws closer,
Guess I'll dare to deign
To ask if she would care to come
And see me once again.

Should she come, I'm sure to leave,
Calm, without a care.
Joyful for all of those who came,
No matter who'll be there.
 
GREENWOLFE 1962
   
 

   
   
 

  98.     

Wondrous Love

The day was just like any day ,
Though it was so long ago .
I can't recall just how it was
Before I loved her so .

I guess my life was happy then ,
Before it came to me .
I just don't know , I'm not that sure .
I was a child , you see .

But it's this I know for certain .
It happened at midday .
An arrow shot from Cupid's bow
Brought Wondrous Love my way .

Twas then that I first noticed her ,
A girl I always knew .
Though she , nor I , had dreamed of love ;
So lasting and so true .

I barely could contain myself .
My face all flush with glow .
How was I to hide it now ?
They all were bound to know .

We'd just come in from having played .
All quiet , now at rest .
Although I'm sure they all could hear
My heartbeat through my chest .

My Wondrous Love had come to me
As no feeling known before .
I tried so hard to catch my breath .
I looked at her once more .

Only when I stared at her
As I can now recall ,
Could I be satisfied enough
To calm myself at all .

How great it was to be near her
And in such love to bask !
I yearned to be much closer still ,
And almost deigned to ask .

Yes , all I did at school was dream ,
And thank dear God above ;
For giving me a chance to feel
Such overpowering love .

I loved her always from that time ,
And asked of God no more .
She seemed to have them all in her ,
The charms that I adore .

The joy I felt each time she neared
Gave warmth and made me smile .
I always yearned to make it last ,
If only for awhile .

Then one dark day , she went away ;
My Wondrous Love and friend .
Twas then , that others might believe
My love had reached its end .

But though it might have come and gone ,
It was not so with me .
For she became my one great love ,
I think you'll now agree .

The moments of my life since then ,
Became these lonely years .
As sadness seized my loving heart
And soaked it with my tears .

So looking back , you know it's true ,
As I knew even then ;
I'd never know throughout my life ,
Such Wondrous Love again .
 
GREENWOLFE 1962
   
 

   
   
 

  99.     

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
   
 

   
   
 

  100.     

Zeeee (The Four Eternals)

Love and Truth eternal
Beauty so as well
Gifts for those who know Him.
This, is how you tell.
 
GREENWOLFE 1962
   
 
 
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