Dear Rising Moon

I see you, Dear Moon,
Rising higher just above the trees.
You’re in an ocean of blue sky,
No clouds… just a cool breeze.
You move closer to the maker
From which we both began.
You are hung in His heavens
By His omnipotent hand.
You see from a view
That He too can see.
Can you see life?
Can you see me?
As you continue your journey
To slowly ascend,
Life is calling me to return,
Bringing our visit to an end.
Give my love to our Creator,
And let Him know I’m glad
That He sent you to say hello,
And for the time we’ve had.

2-5-2017 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Blue Ridge Parkway

If you’ve ever been to Asheville,
be sure to see one place.
The Blue Ridge Parkway, in our town,
is full of God’s caring grace.
His hands have carefully selected colors
to beautifully highlight the trees,
just within the mountain’s crest.
Its something you should see.
A lot of kids take a cruise
upon the Blue Ridge Parkway.
For seeing this landmark of art
is far better than I can say.

9-24-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
My brother Charlie asked me to write this!