I heard her ask "Who are you then
Are you the how the where and when;
Are you the well of all my tears
Who took the one who held me dear;
Are you the one I mulled about
The one to flout my hope and doubt;
Are you my ever present terror
Who vies and waits my fatal error;
Are you the one the infants dread
Who lurks beneath their posted bed;
Are you the fount of no tomorrow
Who carves a path for all our sorrow?"
"It seems to me you know me well
These little things on which you dwell;
If so the how's a broken bough?
You know the where I’ve seen you there;
A singing wren will tell you when
Then fly away to sing again"
It's About Fear And The Unknown
Yet another great poem. Well done - keep writing. Very best wishes, Ann.
Who Are You?
Published by Family Friend Poems July 3, 2025 with permission of the Author.
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