Young Girls

We tell secrets.
We laugh a lot.
Things of tragedies,
We haven’t forgot.
Best friends, twin sisters,
We really love each other.
But there will be a day,
We won’t see one another.
We play games.
We giggle at things.
We find songs.
We love to sing.
We play house.
We play braves.
We find an entrance
To our graves.

10-18-1989
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: dear friends ❤

She Grieves

She cries, Lord. She grieves.
She has lost her beloved sister.
They have been sisters for so long.
She is going to miss her.
They have grown, learned,
and survived for so long together.
She wishes it was her turn too,
so they can be together forever.
Such love You well understand,
as You lost dear ones too,
Your dear friend Lazarus
and Your cousin John too.
You wept and grieved
and was broken for Your friends.
You too wanted all well again.
While Lazarus was restored
and returned from the dead,
You did not revive John
because God had other plans instead.
And because I know You know
what she is going through,
I pray that You would have
the Comforter see her through.

2015 written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: My dear friend, Aunt (through Bobby), secret sister, and sister in Christ… Virginia.