He really does…

He gives me his time
as he’s always there
showing me he sees me
when others aren’t aware

He holds my heart
so gently and secure
making it his duty
to love and reassure

He knows when I’m down
cheering me right up
and even when he’s low
he’s still filling my cup

He’s a caring old soul
often pretending to be gruff
making me laugh
through the craziest of stuff

He’s the only person
who’s ever understood
all the weird parts of me
no one else ever could

He senses my presence
even when I’m not there
and nobody else
will ever compare

I love you… xoxo

~M

© 2026 Michelle Cook


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Nature

You laugh in my face,
sitting right there in front of me.

Blazing with brilliancy,
smirking with golden complexity.

With an ego full of universal wonder,
you know I can’t describe you.

I’m powerless in the midst of your grandeur,
even though I often think I’m your equal.

You smile kindly regarding my naivety,
as your heartbeat shifts my view.

The world cries in anguish,
as you remind me of who you really are.


© 2026 Michelle Cook


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Regarding beauty

There are some who will never understand,
for it’s often hard to see beauty in anything,
let alone among the tragic realities of life.

Tragedy comes in many forms,
each with its own underlying purpose and appeal.

For instance,
there is this overwhelming loveliness
of a rose
even in the midst of its thorny pricks.

And there is the awe-inspiring wonder
of a thunderstorm,
even though it can cause untold damage.

Do we ever say to either of those
that we wish they’d never been,
simply because they’re dangerous?

On the contrary,
we welcome both into our homes,
treasuring their grandeur.

Caressing the silky-smooth petals of one
and trying to catch a glimpse
of the majestic radiance of the other.

Each is a miracle in its own wondrous way.
Each can also offer an unfavorable
or terrifying experience,
depending on our view.

We must remember that just because something
is potentially hurtful doesn’t make it any less beautiful.

© 2026 Michelle Cook


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Little Leaf

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Little leaf blowing
Near the roses in my yard
A thing of wonder
Though most disregard
I love to watch you
Scamper and prance
Free from your branches
You’re finally able to dance
I often wonder why the world
Seems to forget who you are
I suppose most are more interested
In all the bright shiny stars
But to me you’re a thing of beauty
As you bring life to my dreary day
And I’m so very grateful
That you are never far away

© 2017 Michelle Cook

Soar

A dandelion seed
That’s what you are
Neither here nor there
Gliding gleefully
Flying ever so high
The current as your companion

Floating on the sea of life
I see you there and I’m smiling
As the sun shines upon your face
Listening to the birdsong of tranquility
Holding steadfast to the feather of peace
As the waves of contentment wash over your beautiful soul

Happiness abides within you
Carrying you to the ends of the earth
A heart so full of blissful wonder
A head so unaware of the passing of time
All the things that really matter
You’ve found them
Now hold on tight

© 2025 Michelle Cook


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