For Love She Died

Somewhere in the heart
A love can be replaced.
It’s where life is interrupted
By the magnetic graves.

In such moment of ours
We wonder why we must occur.
But we can’t find the comfort.
We can’t revive her.

Save her.
The youth in death.
She loves to laugh,
But has no breath.

9-31-1992 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration:Dying Inside Your Love

Timeless Life

Life is timeless without the hand of the clock
to rescue us from death.
And how can it be so precious,
if it can not give us breath.
To keep alive our love,
as well as our burdened souls?
It’s like an ocean tide
whenever it may come to roll.
Only our paths chosen by
our God of endless care
will be the paths of life
that we shall come to bear.
So once again I say to you
there is no time in life.
For it’s only a word to capture
those who hold the knife.

8-31-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)