Shut Swinging Doors

Politics, friends, and rules.
Life is just chaotic.
Just when you think you get it,
You never really got it.
Understanding anything is a challenge
In these days which we live.
There is just so much we have to take
From those who refuse to give.
Shoes, socks, toothpaste…
Are they things we really need?
We can’t protect or clean ourselves.
We still have to cry and bleed.
You don’t understand my message?
I really don’t care if you do.
I’ve gotten past trying to talk
Or giving the benefit of the doubt to you.
You don’t care for my troubles
Anymore than I care for yours.
Let’s just be honest and leave each other alone.
Shut the swinging doors.

Written by Gail Brookshire

Through the Years

Through the good and through the bad,
our share of troubles we’ve had.
Yet, somehow we lay here tonight
and everything seems to be alright.
When the sun comes up and shines,
I want you to say that you’re mine.
And when we are together years ahead,
we will be glad that we were wed.

9-24-89 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
PS. Written for Dawn’s book