Caroline Cécile Delacroix Poet Cinquain

Tell Me True

Tell me
Where to find you
You whom I belong to
Would the bright star at night show him
t'Is I?

Tell me
Are you searching
Watching the skies like I
Would he know it when he sees me
Would I?

Tell me
Does he listen
To the wind, and the birds
That in their whistle, a note tells
Could I?

Tell me
Would I know too
Would my eyes recognize 
When they meet yours, why do I ask
Can't I?

Tell me
Please tell me true
I'll make myself ready
And I will know, and he will know
t'Is I.

By CarolineCecile
Copyright © 07.15.11

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Bill Lindenmuth July 6, 2011 at 3:03 PM the answer lies with thee, questions of life we look inside and we venture outside,to live, to dream and to anticipate what is there next for us. A lovely write Caroline, looking forward to reading more of your works peace, Bill

Carol Sunshine Brown July 6, 2011 at 5:45 AM I am enjoying reading the very diverse poetry here this morning in my Soupland. Words pouring onto paper from poets souls. What a joy to be able to sit and read such wonderful poetry for awhile today. Have a very good day Caroline. Love, Carol