We are often known
But we aren’t “known”
And we are often loved
But we aren’t “loved”
And the difference
Makes all the difference
For I think we equate happiness
With the later
© 2019 Michelle Cook
We are often known
But we aren’t “known”
And we are often loved
But we aren’t “loved”
And the difference
Makes all the difference
For I think we equate happiness
With the later
© 2019 Michelle Cook
Stretch out your hand
Pull me in
Feel the measure of my love
From where it begins
Set deep in the backdrop
Of a brisk autumn day
My love awaits
And it’s there to stay
Once you grasp hold
Never let go
The boughs may break
But I want you to know
That in this life
You can reach me on a breeze
Always there to comfort
And put you at ease
So don’t ever forget
This promise I give
Now take hold of my hand
And begin to live
© 2018 Michelle Cook