The Legend ( M V 2 )

Some say they're gone, they lived before,
In days of long ago.
When heroes did their famous deeds
In Troy and Jericho.

But oh my friends I tell you true.
There's one that lingered still.
Who did his deeds on diamond field
On distant northland hill.

There I saw, on a cool grey night,
As winds came howling through;
The Legend that I knew he was
Like none I ever knew.

They cheered and called his name out loud,
As he strolled to the plate.
And though they wanted him to swing,
The first pitch dodged its fate.

And as the Legend watched again;
The umpire called, 'Ball two.'
The catcher waved the next pitch wide,
As cowards often do.

The pitch was wide, the ball was three;
They dared not let him bat.
The catcher laughed and taunted him.
What did he think of that?

The legend smiled and looked away
As though he didn't care.
The fans began to boo and hiss
In cool grey misty air.

The pitcher tossed the fourth ball pitch,
It sailed a little wide;
It never reached the catcher's mitt,
The Legend had his pride.

A line drive such as not was seen
Before that time or since.
And some folks thought it might go out.
Alas! It hit the fence.

And as the fielder got the ball,
The tying run had scored.
The Legend strode his way to third.
The hometown faithful roared.

No sooner had the crowd sat back
Still cheering for the score,
The pitcher thrown his next pitch home;
The Legend ran once more.

The crowd rose up and blocked my view.
And as so many say,
A boy may only catch a glimpse
Of Legends in their day.

But did he score you may well ask,
As some of you might care.
Yes, he was all they said he was
In cool grey misty air.

It's really all that can be said
Of Legends in their day.
Except that I shall not forget
How my dad used to play.

GREENWOLFE 1962

SEVEN SINS

Take her just in leisure .
Hurt her with your guile .
Love is God's creation .
Lie on it awhile .

Close your eyes to beauty .
Hear no sad bird's song .
Raise your voice in laughter .
Just don't lie too long .

Life is death in waiting .
Waste love as you can .
Carved upon her body .
Seven sins of man .


Greenwolfe 1962
Author notes

THE FOUR ETERNALS

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



GREENWOLFE 1962

A FAIRY'S PRAYER

I thank thee Lord for all you've done
In having made me so .
But please dear Lord , please set me free .
And let my spirit go .

Please take my wings and let me be
One of your cherished kind .
A human being who lives and dies
And knows and lives their mind .

I cannot love or now be loved
Or cherish love in art .
So take these wings , I yield them for
A fragile human heart .

You know I've cried a million tears
And how it pains my soul .
To only love , and yes , be loved
Has always been my goal .

So , if you Lord would be so kind ,
I've done all that you ask .
Please let me die to know that love
In which your favored bask .

And give my wings to human kind
Who may not know their cost .
So they may come to you as I
In knowledge of what's lost .


GREENWOLFE 1962

Author notes

A BLOSSOM IN SPRINGTIME , A LEAF IN THE FALL

A blossom in springtime ,
A leaf in the fall .
Yes , these are the treasures
I like most of all .

But though these are treasures
I so like to see .
There's nothing more precious
Than you are to me .

For nothing is softer
Than your gentle skin .
The leaves and the blossoms
Just cannot contend .

Your hair is more golden
Than any fall day .
And your cheeks are redder
Than blossoms in May .

But mainly the reason
I hold you so dear .
Your beauty is present
At all times of year .

A blossom in springtime ,
A leaf in the fall .
Yes , you are the one dear
I like most of all .



GREENWOLFE 1962

FRIENDSHIP ONE

Though friendship is the route you take
To true love highway one.
The exits on that blessed road
Are labeled friendship won.

And all such friendships known to man
Though lasting tried and true,
Cannot compare to one true love
Between just me and you.


Greenwolfe 1962
3-31-2008

LAST NIGHT

Last night we had our very first.
Why did it take so long?
It had the works, as I recall.
They even played our song.

Our friends were there as witnesses,
For they had waited too.
It seemed the world just stopped that night;
To tribute, me and you.

We walked together, hand in hand.
You kissed me now and then .
However long they lasted dear,
They seemed like dreams again .

You laughed and smiled and looked at me,
With flashing greenish eyes.
I'd never seen you look at me ;
With love, and no disguise.

We even hugged a time or two,
As my heart then met yours.
It seemed as though, they beat as one.
Such rapture, God adores!

Then as it does such brutal things
So frequently to me,
I then awoke just as I was
And lonely as could be.

But take this from a lonely soul,
Perhaps a heart like yours.
Rejoice in things that dreams may share,
Those things, cruel life, ignores.

Greenwolfe 1962 (3-9-08)

I TOOK MY LOVER BY THE HAND

I took my lover by the hand
And we walked once again .
The forest of our childhood days
Just as it once had been .

We spoke of things we once had known
And classmates that we knew .
I guess the memories of them
Will always be brand new .

And then we talked of her and me ,
The way we lived and died .
I told her that I dreamed of this ,
When she became my bride .




GREENWOLFE 1962

THE OLD MAN

The old man sat beneath the tree
And I sat on a stone .
He told me many years ago
They came up here alone .

She asked for him who knew her well .
She was to be his bride .
As we sat , he told their story .
How , in his arms , she died .

He told how she requested him
To let her rest right here .
Then he said , " Please do the same
For my time now is near .

Now turn the stone , so you can read ."
Her name was clear you see .
Twas then he died , and there I placed
His name with Julie Leigh .


Greenwolfe 1962