Connie Moore Poet Rhyme

I Still Care

Mystical, Magical, Moments,
Are Something So Rare in Life.
But the Best and Most Wonderful for Me
Was the Day I Became Your Wife.

We Laughed, Loved and Lived,
And Counted Blessings from up Above.
I Guess We Thought We Were Alone,
No One Could Have So Much Love.

Remember the Day I Had News,
And You Had News of You Own?
I Would Have Our Baby....
But You Would Not Be Home.

You Went into the Service
And I Had Our Baby Alone.
I Wonder Now What Would Have Happened,
If Either of Us Had Known.

I Wonder if You Know What I Named Him?
I Wish You Could See Him Grown.
But You Were Sent to Vietnam
And You Were One That Didn't Come Home.

Listed with Fifty-eight Thousand Others,
You Each Have Stories to Tell,
And Each of You Have a Family,
That Reside in Their Own Private Hell.

I Went to Your Grave Today
I knelt down and  Said a Little Prayer.
“Please God, Tell Him If You Would,
How Very, Very  Much....I Still Care.”

Connie Moore
August 10, 2000

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