LORELEI

Let me speak of Lorelei,
Soft green fields, and clear blue sky.

Let me tell my tale of woe
And of love made long ago.

And of that which came to be,
Blessed dreams of her and me.

When taken by her velvet charm,
Her flashing eyes and gentle arm.

We frolicked then and came to spoon.
Sweet Lorelei, and I, in June.

And with our maiden love in tow
We cherished love's made afterglow.

Soon, then it came, as comes what may.
The end of this, or so they say.

When Lorelei, in our green field
Made love again, so life revealed.

And what is more, I was not there
When Lorelei made love so fair.

When told of this, as I first learned;
I wondered why our love was spurned.

So came the day with Lorelei.
My oh sweet love, I asked her why.

But what in truth might lovers say
When clear blue skies, turn dark and grey?

Then Lorelei, with watered eyes
So bravely stood and told no lies.

And she replied as few could do,
Still torn between the loves she knew.

For hurting me, she understood
My hate for her, and said I should.

Twas thus it came, as some loves do.
This bittered end to love brand new.

But as it is, or so it seems,
I love her still in blessed dreams.

And nevermore to question why,
For none loved me as Lorelei.


Greenwolfe 1962

THIS IS BEAUTY

Through the daisies in the sunlight
Peeps a maiden dressed in pure white.
Gently stroking grass and petals.
Patiently she waits and settles.

Hearing frogs, and birds, and crickets;
She now stands and runs the thickets.
Darting home, this blue-eyed rover
Grasping just a single clover.

Cherished, all of this in story.
All such maidens, nature's glory.
Damsel's deeds discounted duty.
Valued here, for this is beauty.


Greenwolfe 1962

PRETTY GREEN EYES

I took her to the prom ,my pretty green eyes .
I was so proud to have her next to me .
I never knew the heart of pretty green eyes .
And that's why I'm so lonely now , you see .


She said that she'd return in just a moment .
And that was long enough for her to stray .
I guess I should have noticed her last lover ,
Had just got into town that fateful day .

And when I asked about my pretty green eyes ,
A friend of mine just whispered in my ear .
He said he saw her last , my pretty green eyes .
When she got in his car and held him near .

So then I left the prom in search of green eyes .
I saw her as he sped his car away .
But I just had to know from pretty green eyes
Just why she went with him that fateful day

I followed in my car pursuing green eyes .
They sped along at quite a torrid pace .
I didn't know it was to be that evening
I'd see both life and death come face to face .

I saw it just before it hit the guardrail .
It sailed , and then turned over out of sight .
I'll never know just why but I felt sorry
For everything that happened on that night .

I parked my car and ran to find my green eyes .
And there she was that dark and fateful night .
Just lying in the field beyond the guardrail
And near the place where they went out of sight .

I guess I'll tell you if you don't repeat it .
It's just between the two of us you see .
What happened , when I reached my pretty green eyes .
When there, I touch her oh so tenderly .

She moaned and then she opened up her green eyes .
They always were so beautiful , you see .
She squeezed my hand and told me she was sorry .
That she just had to know if it could be .

Though I was hurting too ,I never showed it .
I told her not to worry and be strong .
That on the day she finished her recovery ,
We'd have the local rock band play our song .

She squeezed my hand and pulled me to her gently .
Then whispered in my ear to make it clear .
She never really knew how much I loved her .
Or how she cherished having me so near .

Twas then I saw a tear well in my green eyes .
She pulled me closer still and kissed my cheek .
I told her that I loved her more than ever .
Her grip began to loosen and get weak .

I said , "Oh please don't go my pretty green eyes ."
She whispered these few words before her sigh .
"Oh ,I must pay the price for having left you .
So please forgive me darling ,don't you cry ."

And then I saw the light go out of green eyes .
As they stared into Heaven on that night .
I looked to see if I could see my green eyes .
As her soul searched the sky for Heaven's light .

I turned again to look into those green eyes .
A sight that I still see from day to day .
And one I'll surely see that fateful moment .
I join her there in Heaven's bright array .

And so it goes ,the story of my green eyes .
A tragic one you'll know so you can tell
Young lovers as they look into the Heavens .
So they can see those green eyes there as well .


Greenwolfe 1962

THE TIDES OF TIME

The world is made of sand and sea
Like the grains along a beach .
The waters wash each grain away
When the tides of time shall leach .

So do not fret you left no mark
When upon those grains of sand .
For no one really changes them
As they lie upon the land .

The only thing that may be said
Of your time , or you , or me ;
Is that we watched each tide come in
And we did so happily .


Greenwolfe 1962