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The Invisible Highway

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Will it make a difference
If I open this book
What would I read
Where would I look?

Will the words guide me
Or show me the way
Does it really make a difference
What I do or what I say?

If it really is a gateway
To a vast world beyond
Why doesn’t anyone
Ever seem to respond?

It’s so dark in here
And the distance seems too far
Am I really just grasping
For a non-existent star?

Where is this highway
The one I’m told exists
Am I just stupid
Or is there something amiss?

So many questions
Where has the truth all gone
Is this story actually factual
Something I can depend upon?

Who can tell me
Will I ever really know
Or is this life I’m living
All just a fabricated show?

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Certain people…

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friends

Isn’t it funny how certain people
Seem to make time stand still
There are just those certain persons
Who can give us quite a thrill
And it’s only every so often
That we meet such a friend
And the boundaries of their love for us
Seem to have no beginning or end
We just sort of mesh
In an amazing kind of way
There is never a single moment
Without something to do or say
And when you have a friend like this
You can’t help but want them near
Because it’s such a rare thing
To find a person who’s this dear

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Originally written, January 2017

Too late for love

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Night after night
She whispers his name
Calling for him
But it’s always the same

No answer comes
For he’s just an illusion
Created by a mind
Who’s tired of seclusion

So she lays there awake
Against unsullied sheets
Listening to the silence
As only her heart beats

And she thinks of her life
Ever wishing for more
Hoping for a future
To bring all she yearns for

Yet reality sets in
That this could be her fate
And maybe for her
Love is just too late

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Just…

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bible

Just pray

These are the words I hear you say

 

Just hope

These are words which help me cope

 

Just love

These are the words sent from above

 

Just trust

These are the words I know I must

 

Just live

These are the words I need to give

 

Just try

These are the words which make me sigh

 

Just be

These are the words which set me free

 

Just let go

These are the words I still don’t know

 

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Originally written, January 2017

Creaky and Cranky

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cat

Inundated with
Creaky hinges
Afflicted by
Annoying twinges

Growing older
Infested with gray
Almost too tired
To kiss or play

Slowly becoming
Crippled and cranky
Undesirable
No longer swanky

Hard lines
Worn creases
Coming apart
In shreds and pieces

Losing thoughts
Oh what to do
Finding it difficult
To even chew

Getting older
Is so unrightful
Never do it
It is frightful!

© 2018 Michelle Cook

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