A short poem that asks the question "Is It More Than That?" |
Is It More Than That? How often do I think of you Once a day, when I relax Maybe every hour, of every day, Or is it more than that? Perhaps in those silent moments, That creep up on me in quiet times When I sit and think a while, Or is it more than that? Maybe throughout a busy day, A little peace my mind is feelin' In moments when my minds a reelin' Or is it more than that? Often when I'm deep in slumber, I dream of you in unimagined ways, As I wake and start my day, Or is it more than that? However much I think of you, I know it's never enough, You're in my heart, my very soul, And definitely, more than that Jim Dorrell 8/29/04 |