Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Still, I Wonder Why
(A Song in Memory of Harvey Boyd Chekelelee )
By Larry W. Donaldson
~Whispering willow tree, whisper a tear for me,
Whisper my fears for me, for
I have lost the one that makes my world go'round.
~Old lonesome whip-o-will, won't you cry a song for me,
For the one who's lost to me,
That's never coming back to me.
~Oh Lord, of life and love, we search the skies above,
We commit his life in love,
From all the pain this world seems to hold for us.
~The months and years go by, our pain grows softer now,
But our love is deep somehow,
To strengthen us, to carry on, and share His love.
(CHORUS)
Just to hear his laugh again,
Would make it all worthwhile,
Just to hear his voice again,
The laughter of his smile. . . . .
The days go by and still I wonder why
How one such as he, had to die.
For my friend Ella
