You just be you,
who cares what others do.
At the end of the day,
they’ll be gone anyway.
Then you’ll be left alone,
another day unknown.
Because none can ever tell
where you inwardly dwell.
That’s the fun of being you,
even if your secrets are few.
Just be happy you exist,
and go on and be remiss.
Your life is yours to live,
you don’t always have to give.
© 2025 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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There’s a chill in the air
A sure sign of change
The same shivery feeling
Found in breezes of the past
And while déjà vu goosebumps
Leave me to ponder present time
The atmosphere is unsympathetic
As I wrestle with these thoughts
© 2019 Michelle Cook
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