Blessed Love Poem by 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.
becomng a loner after being in a family..i know too well and its really cruel..a very touching piece
This is beautiful, and so moving. A delightful poem and a real treat to read. I wrote quite a few in a similar vein when my husband died, it was very therapeutic and helped me to come through the grief. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
The greatest love my friend. Again you prove you're in your league when you write pure gold such as this. Nice wolfy very nice
Really a beautiful love poem well articulated and nicely brought forth from the heart. Thanks for sharing.
hope that God may soon arise As He did once before. And bless our souls just one last time By calling home one more. yes one more blessing gesture from Him and two souls may unite agn.. nice poems to read in its true spirit.....10 read mine... i miss.. come home... anywhere
Your diary expressed it well, My name on every page. Rachel Ann Butler
a beautiful poem sir......your poems runs with great simplicity.....19
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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This is to touching, it really is an appropriate title for it. A Blessed Love indeed. Please keep wriring. I cant imagine poetry being so narrow that there would be no room for different forms of writing experiences, thoughts, blessings and so many other things, in verse.