I tried to be nice,
then I tried to be mean,
I even tried all the things
that were left in between.
And that’s just life;
we exhaust every option
until there aren’t anymore.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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Having fewer friends
is often more,
close friendships
need caring for.
And the best way
to stay bonded and near
is by loving completely and
being sincere.
Lending your heart
or a sympathetic ear
can help eliminate
all sorts of fears.
And one good friend
is all we really need
for the heart to be happy
and blissfully freed.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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There are some things
that can never be mended;
even as much as you try,
the result remains upended.
And I’ve learned it is better
to let sleeping dogs lay
than to stick around waiting
for the needle to sway.
There’s a balance to life
that just can’t be amended,
but sometimes these truths
are miscomprehended.
So I’m doing my best
to remember all these things
and trying not to fret
over things I cannot change.
© 2022 Michelle Cook
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I looked to the heavens,
and what did I find?
I found answers to my questions
of the heartwarming kind.
And isn’t it funny
how we never have to look far;
the answers they come to us
right where we are.
So next time I start to lose hope,
I’ll just look up once again.
And I’ll wait for the answers
from where they’ve always been.
I’ll keep trusting in the magic
of things unforeseen
and revel in the splendor
as the heavens intervene.
© 2021 Michelle Cook
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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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