Her eyes
A sea of uncertainty
Revealed a torrid past
Of waves not easily reckoned with
For the fervent tide was still there
Lingering on the isolated shore
And the longer he gazed
Into her peridot eyes
The more he realized
Just how deep and vast
The ocean really was
Which separated him from her
© 2018 Michelle Cook
True Friends are…
True friends are forever praying
True friends are always there waiting
True friends speak truth and are never faking
True friends love you when your heart is aching
True friends show up when your world is quaking
True friends have you on their mind upon waking
True friends hold your hand when you’re shaking
True friends tell you that you’re amazing
True friends give instead of taking
True friends are never berating
True friends know when your heart is breaking
True friends sit by your side when you feel yourself fading
True friends are there no matter what you’re facing
© 2018 Michelle Cook
The melodical swing
Of the pendulum swung
While posterity overlooked
All quondam had brung
And time insisted
Its lessons be learned
Yet immature neophytes
Were unconcerned
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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There never seems to be enough time with you
The days are long and the nights are too
And if I could have my way
I’d steal all the lost minutes in the day
And spend them all with you
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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The mind is very good
At creating illusions
Fanciful thoughts
Often become our delusions
We genuinely don’t know
And can never really say
If things might’ve turned out
For the better someway
The reality of every situation
Is that sacrifices come with a cost
And sometimes in the hype
We all get lost
Things often seem senseless
When they’re actually for good reason
So we shouldn’t underestimate
The importance of every season
I’m learning this these days
Realizing more as I go
Understanding the things
That I thought I’d never know
Growing and changing
It’s what we all do
And time is the only one
Who knows what we’ve been through
© 2018 Michelle Cook
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