Word Play Salvation

Seashell, seahorse, seashore.
I just don’t want to fight anymore.
Straw hat, straw broom, straw chair.
I kneel and surrender in prayer.
Bookstore, bookshelf, bookends.
I atone and seek to make amends.
Light switch, light bulb, lighthouse.
God amazes and wows.
Word Game, word count, WordPress.
I stray less and less.
Waterway, waterfall, water filter.
I learn to love my brother and sister.
Skyline, skylight, sky view.
I learn the right thing to do.
Buttermilk, butter bean, butter knife.
I have invited Christ into my life.

11.25.19 Monday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: my Sea adult coloring book

REALITY

Once in a century of life,
Fair maidens would always dance.
They fell in love with Romeos
And dreamed of sweet romance.
Later on in eras passed,
The world would come to change.
Young girls would give birth to heirs
Of someone lost and deranged.
And those who took the midnight strolls,
As fair maidens of long ago,
Would later on become the ones
To surrender like we’ll never know.
And all the children left to learn,
As they fight their way through life,
Will only know the wickedness
That seeps from the edge of the knife.

9-16-1990 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
God is my hero.