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Soar

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A dandelion seed
That’s what you are
Neither here nor there
Gliding gleefully
Flying ever so high
The current as your companion

Floating on the sea of life
I see you there and I’m smiling
As the sun shines upon your face
Listening to the birdsong of tranquility
Holding steadfast to the feather of peace
As the waves of contentment wash over your beautiful soul

Happiness abides within you
Carrying you to the ends of the earth
A heart so full of blissful wonder
A head so unaware of the passing of time
All the things that really matter
You’ve found them
Now hold on tight

© 2025 Michelle Cook

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More of me and you

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He could always inspire me
no matter time or day
Like two peas in a pod
we’d finish what each would say

But the difference was
he could never love me like you
He only really wanted
to tell me what to do

I felt guilty when I wouldn’t
ashamed for who I was
Becoming very lonely
all just because

And I realized what I was doing
I wasn’t living for myself
I was trying to give someone
what they couldn’t give themself

Those years were difficult to weather
so glad they eventually blew
In the end I found what I needed
more of me and you

© 2025 Michelle Cook

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Discovering the truth

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Insecurities are pointless,
for you’ll never be forgotten
by someone who is meant for you;
the attachment goes far too deep
to be severed by passing fancy.

And inside the heart of every heart
one knows their true intentions.
Thus, nothing will ever fall away
when it is destined for your life.

Simply trust your intuition
as every soul reveals its secrets.
In actions so clearly displayed,
the final test resides so assuredly
within the eyes of those we seek.

© 2025 Michelle Cook

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Wilted

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Wilted, that’s how I feel,
a flower that’ll never bloom again.
My petals droop and die,
fluttering to the ground one by one;
will I ever be restored?

I’m going through this phase;
maybe someone can relate.
Emptiness encases me
like a thick woolen glove.

I’m trying to escape the feeling
of being smothered and surrounded
by all that has invaded my insides
over these past fifty-some years.

Is it too much to ask
to be able to understand myself?

© 2025 Michelle Cook

*These were some personal sentiments I found when reading through my journal over this past year. I think I’m much closer to understanding myself now, but there are days when the weight of this world still closes in on me and reminds me of all the things I wish I could change. I’m happy that I never stay stuck in my head for long, and I generally snap back after a few days of wallowing in self-pity. I’m continuing to look for ways to keep a positive outlook on life. Nobody wants to be droopy forever. 😉

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Feigned brilliance

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Brilliant blue skies
and oceans sparkling black
you’re the only reason
I never went back

It all turned to feigned brilliance
and murky seas
I wish I’d seen sooner
the truth in these

Realization comes
when sparkles dim
and I finally figured out
all the trouble I was in

And now I’m never going back
to that place of false hopes
Back in those days
I was at the end of my ropes

© 2024 Michelle Cook

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