seasons

When I think of you…

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When I think of you
I think of dances in the rain
Midnight walks and talks
Never a refrain

When I think of you
I think of autumn showers
Sitting at a little café
Talking for hours

When I think of you
I think of smiles under an umbrella
Holding your hand tight
So much I wanna tell ya

And when I think of you
I feel happier when it rains
The tie that binds us
Just cannot be explained

© 2019 Michelle Cook

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I guess it all depends…

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We often experience
A multitude of seasons
And nobody really knows
All of those reasons

But we carry on
Like we always do
Even when the answers
Are nearly none to few

And we never stop to question
What those seasons mean
Yet there must be hidden answers
In everything we’ve seen

Scattered between the pages
Of our monotonous lives
There have got to be reasons
For why we’ve somehow survived

And even if those answers
Are never actually found
We should all be happy
We’ve been allowed to stick around

So many people in this world
Never have that gifted chance
I guess it all depends
On our individual circumstance

© 2019 Michelle Cook

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Only you

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Only you can cause such beauty
Through the things you create
And sometimes I forget to look for you
My human side likes to hesitate

How can I deny your existence though
When the day looks like today
It’s easy to see your glory
When you greet me in this way

I don’t need a book or a preacher
To prove these things to me
I find you in the small things
You’re in everything I see

All I have to do is look
And your presence is made known
The miracle of you
Is always so clearly shown

© 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

Frustration Jubilation

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Little did he even know
The jig was more for show
The dance was a necessary act
Based on a well-known fact

But he being in the dark
Couldn’t see the light in the park
And the walk seemed bleak
After losing his ability to speak

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Writing prompt:  Frustration Jubilation