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Hickory and Dickory

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Hickory and Dickory
Raced through the room
Light on their feet
Sat on their brooms

Laughter filled
That once bleak place
Smiles abundant
On each young face

Each free to imagine
Permitted to run
Full of happiness
Teeming with fun

Pretending to be
All they could envision
Not even minding
The occasional collision

Young and certain
Contented as could be
Childish antics
Filling them with glee

Cowboys one second
Witches the next
Other times a monster
No one would expect

The beauty of imagination
Pervading young minds
Makes the rest of us wish
We could press rewind

And although we can’t go back
We can still stay young at heart
We just have to rein in
All those lost images from the start

© 2018 Michelle Cook

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Time with you…

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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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This one’s for you…

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For the one who’s imprisoned in so much darkness that they can’t see through

For the one who’s lost in a sea of emptiness trying their very best to make do

For the one who is laughed at and ridiculed daily, and long ago withdrew

For the one who feels alone because heartfelt loving words are long overdue

For the one who feels worthless and ashamed because of a life of blame, it’s untrue

For the one who feels unloved and unaccepted and just wants someone to run to

For the one who’s dying inside and desperately hoping that God is really true

For the one who has hopes and dreams and is just waiting for a chance to breakthrough

 

This one’s for you…

Never give up and never forget that you are worth so much more than you could ever imagine.

God loves you more in a single moment, than anyone else could love you in a lifetime.

 

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Originally Written, January 2016

I still believe…

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I’ve pondered happiness a million times
And questioned my future all too often.

I’ve wished for a change to bring about fulfillment
And sought greener gardens which are apparently non-existent.

I’ve hoped for a chance to make my life better
And dreamt of a love that could fulfill my wildest dreams.

I’ve waited for contentment in the midst of my tears
And so often I’ve wilted and faded from the effects of my sadness.

I’ve looked for opportunities in the most likely places
And have yet to find what I’ve been looking for.

I’ve been stabbed with daggers of disappointment
And felt the heart-wrenching sensation of a million dreams being ripped from my soul.

I’ve felt jolts of uncertainty hit me on a regular basis
And time has never changed the emptiness felt in my heart.

I’ve spent years dragging my feet on a path that has led to nowhere
And yet I still continue on this journey because I haven’t figured out what else to do.

I’ve lost inspiration and ambition along the way
And found discouragement to be my only true and trusted friend.

I’ve struggled to find meaning throughout the trials of my life
And bitterness still resides within the creases of my heart.

I’ve been unable to look beyond the confines of my shattered existence
And yet somehow I still believe in the life I’m living and have hope for the future.

© 2018 Michelle Cook

Originally Written, December 2016

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