Whispered at the Door

I Love You More

Susan Ranstead
Susan Ranstead, Yahoo! Contributor Network
Mar 5, 2010 "Share your voice on Yahoo! websites. Start Here."
Cries in the night ,hungry and wet
Little hand curled around a finger, soothed.
Lips pouting in a sleepy smile
No worries.
Whispered at the door
I love you sweetie, imagining,
I love you more.

First steps across the floor, unstable and unsure
Hand held tight in mom's, now supported.
Determination on her face
No worries.
Whispered at the door
I love you sweetie, anticipating,
I love you more.

First days of school, scared and alone
Mom offers encouragement, yes you can.
Love of learning overcomes.
No worries.
Whispered at the door
I love you sweetie, and hearing,
I love you more.

Teenager years, angst and anger
Hand curled in rage, then opened with love.
Face changing from child to woman.
No worries.
Whispered at the door
I love you sweetie, and thankful,
I love you more.

Now twenty-one, adult and so sure
No time for others, just him.
Turns away from family.
Many worries.
Whispered at the door
I love you sweetie, saddened,
To hear no more.

Published by Susan Ranstead

I am a transplanted Alaskan now living in rural north central Connecticut. I am married 30 years and counting and we have three adult children, two who live back in Alaska (lucky dogs!).I am active with my...  View profile

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