Acceptance

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I found myself depleted
Of every last drop
Not even an ounce of myself
Was left in the cup

I’d been spilled nonchalantly
Chipped on occasion
And I’d invited my curiosity
To allow an invasion

I worked tirelessly everyday
To refill my cup
But the pieces gave way
And I had to give up

Even the glue that lingered
Wasn’t that strong
So mending the edges
Went unbelievably wrong

The stains and scars
Still very much remain
And the cracks are reminders
Of so much pain

Thankfully a vessel
Doesn’t have to look nice
So this battered old cup
Will just have to suffice

© 2019 Michelle Cook

Even a crow…

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It seems even a pesky crow
Can look beautiful as it flies
Its annoying little habits
Suddenly become quite disguised

As breathtaking wings soar
Toward the heavens above
Somehow trapped in a current
Filled with hope and endless love

And I’m reminded that even
Something so often despised
Can be so very lovely
If you just open your eyes

And so this example I capture
And affix to my heart
For the next time my thoughts
Threaten to tear me apart

© 2018 Michelle Cook