LOVE SONGS
By
FRANK A VOLLMER
SARAH
WHEN ABRAHAM BURIED
SARAH
HE TOLD HIS SERVANTS
CLOSE THE TOMB GENTLY
FOR WITH IT
YOU CUT OFF
PART OF MY HEART
I REMEMBER MOST OF
ALL
HER LAUGH
IT CHEERED ME
WHEN THE PROMISES OF
GOD SEEMED HOPELESS
HER LAUGH
WAS A YOUNG GIRL’S
LAUGH
NO MATTER HOW OLD SHE
BECAME
LIKE LAUGHING AT
ANGELS
WHOSE NEWS WERE TOO
GOOD TO BE TRUE
GOD CALLED HER
PRINCESS
AND SHE WAS
OF MY HEART
AND HER FAMILY
ROLL THE STONE GENTLY
ON HER TOMB
AND LET ME ALONE
TO MOURN HER
AS NIGHT FALLS
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STAY WITH ME LORD
FOR THE DAY IS ENDING
AND THE NIGHT IS
COMING NIGH
LIKE A TIDE THAT WILL
NOT EBB
FILLING UP ALL THE
LOW PLACES OF MY LIFE
SO THAT ALL I SEE
ARE THE MOUNTAIN TOPS
OF THOSE
WHO LOVE ME
WHAT A GIFT TO BE
LOVED
ESPECIALLY IN THIS
LONELY HOUR
WHAT A GIFT TO BE
LOVED
I WOULD LIKE TO GO
OUT SINGING
BUT I KEEP FORGETTING
THE WORDS
STAY WITH ME LORD
I HAVE MANY REGRETS
BUT LEAVING HER WHOM
I DEEPLY LOVE
WHAT IS THE ANSWER TO
THAT
FAREWELL TO DREAMS
TO HOPES
BUT NOT TO LOVE
IT WILL BE IN THE GATHERING
DARKNESS
A BEACON TO SHOW ME
HOME
HER LOVE
A LANTERN TO MY FEET
A FAREWELL GENEROUSLY
GIVEN
THERE IS AT THE END
RESIGNATION
AND REGRET
AND BELIEF IN YOUR
LOVE
UPON WHICH MY LOVE
FOR HER IS BASED
WHICH GIVES US BOTH
OUR JOY
AND SADNESS IN THIS
HOUR
THERE IS IN THAT
BELIEF
THE THOUGHT
THAT WHEN I GO
THAT I SHALL LEAVE
BEHIND
MY HEART
IN HER HEART
SINGING MY LOVE FOR
HER
FOREVER
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A
STORY
WHEN
I WAS A YOUNG AND COURTING GIRL
OUT
WALKING WITH MY BEAU
HE
SLIPPED BEHIND A CLIFF'S EDGE
BUT
I WALKED ON
THINKING
HIM PLAYING THE FOOL
BUT
HE DIDN'T APPEAR
I
WILL NOT BE PART OF HIS JOKE
I
THOUGHT
I
WILL WAIT HIM OUT
OR
SHOULD I WALK ON AND LEAVE HIM
FOR
LOVE'S BURDENS WERE MAKING THEIR DEMANDS
I
COULD WALK ON AND BE FREE
BUT
SUCH FREEDOM I DID NOT WANT
SO
BEING LONELY I SOUGHT HIM OUT
AND
FOUND HIM TRULY FALLEN
AND
CLINGING TO A TREE
A
SILLY THING
BUT
ONE THAT GRADUALLY BECAME
A
PART OF FAMILY HISTORY
OF
EYES ROLLED TO THE HEAVENS
OH
NO NOT THAT STORY AGAIN
WE
WED
AND
HAD FULL YEARS
OF
HOME OF CHILDREN OF LOVE
HE
LEFT TOO SOON
NO
MATTER HOW MANY WERE THE YEARS BY CALENDAR
HE
WALKED TO LIFE'S EDGE
AND
LEFT TOO SOON
NOW
I HAVE GONE TO LIFE'S EDGE AND BEYOND
BUT
WEEP NOT FOR ME
FOR
HE MET ME ON MY DYING
I
TOLD HIM
THE
CHILDREN ARE WELL
I
KNOW HE SAID
I
MISSED YOU
I
KNOW HE SAID
L LOVE YOU STILL
I
KNOW HE SAID
I
LOVE YOU TOO
AND
SO DOES JESUS
WELCOME
HOME
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A KALEIDOSCOPE OF
DREAMS
MISTER FROGGIE WENT
CALLING AT THE CASTLE
TO DEMAND WHAT HE
THOUGHT WAS HIS DUE
BUT INSTEAD FOUND
ONLY REJECTION
DREAMS DO NOT OFTEN
COME TRUE
LIKE A FATHER
PREOCCUPIED WITH CARE
WHO WAS TOO BUSY TO
PLAY
WHO LET ME COME TO A
PRECIPICE
BEFORE HE WHISKED ME
AWAY
OR THE FATHER WHO
DIED UNKNOWN TO ME
WHOSE BODY WAS ONLY A
FORM
WHO CAME AT THE END
TO SAY I LOVE YOU
BEFORE HIS MEMORY
SCATTERED IN A STORM
I MUST BRUSH MY HAIR
FREE OF DEMONS
THINGS THAT GO BUMP
IN THE NIGHT
SCATTER THE DARKNESS
WITH LIGHTNING
AND KNOW GOD AND I
ARE ALRIGHT
PUSH ASIDE ALL THAT
WOULD THWART ME
FROM FEELING TRAPPED
IN THIS PLACE
SEARCH HIGHWAYS
BYWAYS FOR PASSAGE
UNTIL I FEEL SUN ON
MY FACE
FINALLY I WENT TO THE
LAMA
TO FIND A MOUNTAINTOP
HIGH
FOUND INSTEAD A YOUNG
IMP OF A BOY
WHO SAID I’LL SEE YOU
BYE AND BYE
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OOPS
TODAY IS THE DAY
I FORGOT MY
ANNIVERSARY
NOT REALLY FORGOT
I MIS-REMEMBERED THE
CALENDAR
THAT’S MY STORY
AND I’M STICKING TO
IT
BUT IN MY DEFENSE
EVERY DAY WITH YOU
IS LIKE THE FIRST
WITH THE WONDER OF
LOVE
SO WHILE I MAY BE A
FORGETFUL OLD MAN
I’M AS YOUNG IN MY
LOVE FOR YOU
AS I EVER WAS
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MY SON’S SLIPPERS
MY SON’S WIFE
GAVE ME HIS
SLIPPERS
AFTER HE DIED
LIKE ME
HE WORE HIS SHOES
DOWN
UNEVEN
ON ONE FOOT
SO WHEN I WORE
THEM
AS HE DID
I WALKED OUT OF
THEM
WHEN I REVERSED
THERM
THEY FIT PERFECTLY
I MARKED THEM L
AND R APPROPIATLY
I WORE THEM
PROUDLY
AND LONG
SO LONG
I COULD TELL THE
VALUE OF A COIN
BY STEPPING ON IT
HE’S IN HEAVEN NOW
WAITING FOR ME
WAITING FOR ME TO
RAG ME
WHY DID YOU GET
RID OF THE SLIPPERS
THEY WERE
PRACTICALLY
BRAND NEW
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JOSEPH'S
DEATH
IT WAS SUMMER
AND THE WINDOWS WERE OPEN
THROUGH THEM
HE COULD HEAR
THE SOUND OF HOUSEWORK BEING DONE
THE SNATCH OF A SONG
THE RUNNING OF WATER
THE SOUND OF A BROOM
IT WAS HOT
BUT HE COULDN'T FEEL IT
HIS SHAWL
WAS ABOUT HIS SHOULDERS
BUT HIS COLD
WASN'T IN THE WEATHER
THE SOUND OF THE BROOM
RAN ALL HIS DAYS TOGETHER
SO THAT HE THOUGHT HIMSELF
ONCE MORE
YOUNG
AND COMING TO CALL
FLOWERS
FRESHLY PICKED
UPON HIS YOUNG SWEET LOVE
HIS MARY
BUT THEN HIS MEMORY DARKENED
AND HIS BLOOD
IN SPITE OF YEARS RAN HOT
ANGER POUNDED IN HIS BRAIN
I AM WITH CHILD
NO A THOUSAND RAVENS CRIED
NO A THOUSAND CROWS REPLIED
PANDEMONIUM OF THUNDER
LIGHTNING
FLASH
AND DRIVING RAIN
NO HE CRIED
TO NO ONE LISTENING
RACING FROM THE SUMMER STORM
RACING
LOSING
AND WAS CAUGHT
DRENCHED
THE RAIN RUNNING DOWN HIS FACE
MIXING WITH HIS TEARS
NO HE WHISPERED TO THE EARTH
FACE PRESSED DOWN IN SOGGY GRASS
WHY HE SOBBED
OH GOD WHY..
BUT NO ANSWER CAME
THEN SOMETHING CAME
THE MEMORY OF HER WORDS
REMEMBER I LOVE YOU
HOW QUICK THE STORM
HOW SUDDEN THE SUN'S RETURN
SO THAT THE OLD MAN FELT
ONCE MORE
ITS HEAT
HE STRUGGLED TO FORM THE WORDS
FROM IN THE HOUSE THE QUESTION
DID YOU CALL
I LOVE YOU
DID YOU CALL
I LOVE YOU
DID YOU CALL
THEN JOSEPH DIED
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In the Eastern Church, the death of Mary, Jesus'
mothers is traditionally celebrated on august 15. The feast is called the
dormition or falling asleep of Mary.
OLD WOMAN
HOW WARM THE SUN SHE THOUGHT
NODDING NAPPING IN HER CHAIR
KNITTING UNATTENDED IN HER LAP
HOW WARM THE SUN
THE CHILDREN ALL HAD GONE
LAUGHING AND LEAPING
THE COOKIES ALL EATEN
BYE BYE AUNTIE
THEY ALL CALLED HER AUNTIE
AWAY THEY WENT LEAPING
EXCEPT ONE LITTLE URCHIN
WITH KNEE OUT IN TROUSER
AND NOSE ON SLEEVE WIPING
HAD LINGERED BEHIND
SHYLY
FOOT DRAGGING
HEAD DOWN
FACE BLUSHING
HE SLOWLY APPROACHED HER
AWKWARDLY KISSED HER
BELLOWED I LOVE YOU
SCURRIED AWAY
HEART ACHING SHE REACHED OUT
HER ARMS GRASPING NOTHING
SO QUICKLY HE RAN
OH JOSEPH OH JESUS HOW MUCH DO I MISS YOU
HOW LONG YOU'VE BEEN GONE
THE OLD WOMAN SAT NODDING
HER HEART WOUNDS REOPENED
SAT NODDING
AND NAPPING
AND YEARNING FOR HOME
SAT NODDING THEN SLEEPING
THEN GOD CALLED HER HOME
MARY/JOSEPH REUNITED
IN HEAVEN
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