Time

Time
Where does it go?
Can anyone tell me
Does anyone know?

We only hold so much
When will it run out?
I don’t have enough
Of that I have no doubt

The gentle breeze blows
Trying to reassure
But there’s something not right
Of that I am quite sure

I don’t have enough time
I know I never will
Time is such a burden
Until the day at last we’re still

© 2023 Michelle Cook


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Something to cling to…

Amid the chaos
of our cluttered world,
sometimes we have only
but a past moment,
something distinctly different
from all the other colorless days.
And that one solitary moment,
the one we treasure
with fondness and love
gives us something to cling to
when we can no longer see
a single thread of light.
Those rare moments exist
to reassure us during the times
when the dark dares
to snuff out our light.
That one blessed memory
is often what unexpectedly
sees us through.

© 2021 Michelle Cook


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When I start to doubt…

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When I start to doubt the world
Pushing it away with all my might
Your words they pull me in
In an embrace that holds me tight

And you give me a newfound hope
That eventually everything will be okay
For those comforting words of yours
They’re what get me through my day

© 2018 Michelle Cook