Love can make a person crazy.
One moment we can be flying
high as a kite in bliss-filled folly,
and the next, be stuck knee-deep
in the fast forming muck of dolor.
Mostly makes me wonder,
is there ever an end?
Even though I already suspect
I know the answer,
I’ve still never figured out how
to live with the tragedies of love.
I just continue to remain tangled up
in all the delights and despairs,
entertaining the knock of love
whenever it happens to find me.
Seems like I would’ve learned
my lesson by now,
but I guess that just shows
the true value of love.
It’s worth more than any cost
we could ever bear.
So we open our arms to it,
time and time again,
hoping that someday
happiness will come along
instead of dismay.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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Hello my friend. I enjoyed your work today. Hello from Michigan.
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Awww… thank you, John. And thanks so much for sharing my poem. I hope you’re having a wonderful week. 🙂
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You are welcome M and you have a wonderful and safe week also.
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Thank you… 🙂
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Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read the amazing poetry by a talented writer.
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Each stage of love presents a hurdle to test our commitment. So many miss that first hurdle.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Love is so worth it! Great post
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Thank you ❤️
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