Don't Know Why

Don’t know why
God gave you to me;
must've been something
only He could see.

Don’t know why
He put your hands in mine;
He must've known the way
our fingers would intertwine.

Don’t know why
He gave me your eyes to look into;
must've been their
Heavenly shade of blue.

Don’t know why
God sent me your lips;
He must’ve known
your words were as soft as fingertips.

Don’t know why
God showed me your heart,
but your love came
as my world fell apart.

Don’t know why
God sent me your soul;
He must’ve known
you’d help make me whole.

Don’t know why
God didn’t let you live;
still, I’m grateful
for the blessings He gives.

Don’t know why
God gave us great years
then swept you away,
leaving me here, an ocean of tears.

Don’t know why
He does such things,
yet, I knew that you would go—
When you came to me,
I glimpsed your angel wings.