I knew it then, for I could tell.
by GREENWOLFE 1962
Twas Silent Love in which I fell.
A painful choice for Heaven's sake.
And one no man would like to make.
But I was torn in part, you see.
By beauty, charm, and destiny.
I gathered up and off I went.
As if compelled to my torment.
And greeting there, my love confessed.
I made a simple child's request.
But thinking now of her and me,
I guess it was as meant to be.
A love the angels sing in song.
It's in such love I do belong.
A timeless chord from up above.
A sanctified and Silent Love.