Autumn revelations

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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

Be

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Be the light that I need
Be the air that I breathe
Be all that I can see
Whenever I forget to be me

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Hope

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Hope whispered a promise
Quietly in her ear
Reminding her that happiness
Would eventually draw near

© 2018 Michelle Cook

You are everything…

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You unfurl the soft petals which bloom in the spring

You bring the gentle rain that makes the birds sing

You create the music that drifts over the breeze

You allow us to see you in the rustle of crisp leaves

You show us majestic views created by your hand

You provide for every need when we cannot stand

You turn the leaves into bright beacons every fall

You encourage the tiny oak to grow up so very tall

You scatter the seeds by sprinkling them around

You give us new life and let pure beauty abound

You remind us every day of your awesome power

You grant us your mercy and are our strong tower

You love us beyond what is measured here on earth

You bind our hearts together and show us our worth

You gave us a promise that we must choose to accept

You died to give us life and always promise to protect

You know each of our names and what’s in store

You are the same today, tomorrow, and forevermore

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Her Secret Place…

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Beneath the silvery moon sky
She kisses all her cares goodbye

Barefoot and free
She races down to the sea

In the soft glow of the night
She dances in pure delight

Her emotions are heightened
Yet she is not frightened

The breezy ocean air
Runs fingers through her hair

The cool salty mist
Gives a soft gentle kiss

She embraces the touch
From this place she loves so much

She is pleased by her endeavor
But knows she cannot stay forever

Her heart is heavy and torn
Creases of it now aged and worn

She reaches down underneath the sand
Capturing the tiny pieces in the palm of her hand

Gently blowing the colored crystals away
She promises to come back another day

© 2018 Michelle Cook