EVERMORE

I don't have much to say

Ihave said it all before.

And if you didn't listen,

I lay it at your door.

When you cannot sleep at night,

lying in your bed,

I hope that you will think of me,

Remembering waht I said.

When the wind is blowing,

and you think you hear my voice

Know that I am with you,

and it's always been your choice.

When you're ready to listen,

just open up the door.

I'll tell you once again,

I love you,

Ever more.

This poem is published with the International Library of Poetry.

I also received the Editor's Choice Award.

I'm a little proud of this one.

Poem by Chardonnay

Illustration by Zayury

Orig posted without pictures on 8/25/07

I dedicated this poem to my mother, grandmother, and my adoring children