Intense longing
Is what I used to feel
For what he took
Was not his to steal
He ran away
My heart in hand
Makes me wonder now
If this was always his plan
Good riddance to you
Is what I now say
I never needed
My heart anyway
For who wants or needs
The potential to be broken
Should have thrown it away
Before it became his token
© 2018 Michelle Cook
I’m thankful for my friends
The ones both far and near
Who always steer me right
When nothing is quite clear
Without you in my life
I know I’d never get through
And the happiness I’ve felt
Is really all because of you
© 2018 Michelle Cook
I’ve been thinking about love
And how for a brief moment
I held it in the palm of my hand
I was filled with a hurricane of emotions
Something my heart could barely withstand
So powerful was the force
That it took me by complete surprise
And my heart now wonders
How such a love ever became compromised
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Down the line
They made their way
Those imperial units
Marched all day
Duty called
And they were there
As the world slept
Most unaware
Tensions ran high
But they stood brave
Not a single soldier
Dared misbehave
They knew the drill
And worked as a team
Just like a well-oiled
Solid machine
Flinching not
Each straight and sturdy
Awaiting instructions
For their long journey
Always prepared
Formal and ready
Holding their heads
High and steady
Determined and fearless
For the mission ahead
Knowing that some
Would at last fall dead
This was their place
Each determined to strive
For this was the calling
Of their chivalrous lives
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: Imperial units
*Dedicated to my hubby who has given up so much of his life to protect our country.
Your smile is like a September sunrise
The warmth of it permeates to my very core
And with every amusing expression you give me
I can’t help but want you more
Butterflies appear out of nowhere
Whenever you’re around
And sometimes I’m afraid you’ll disappear
If I dare breathe or make a sound
You’re like a wonderful dream
Seeming too perfect to actually be true
But my hope is that all my September’s
Will now be more resplendent because of you
© 2018 Michelle Cook
Writing prompt: September sunrise
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