A Writer’s Reservation

Who do I write to?
What do I write and why should I bother?
It’s not like it’s really all that important.
I should title it to God.
He cares.
And He’s always listening.
That’s what I like about God,
Even when I can’t talk or write,
He still hears what’s going on in my heart.
And as only He would know
That’s when I need someone to talk to most,
But am reluctant to talk.
And sometimes even convince myself
There’s nothing to talk about.

1-2-1991 Wednesday
Written by Gail Brookshire
God is my hero.

Another Murder

How many more will die
The victim to a crime?
When I turn around,
There is another one down on the line.
In the river, it’s becoming
A familiar place to die.
How many more will suffer?
And please tell me, Why?

10-29-1989 Sunday
Written by Gail Brookshire
Inspiration: S.H.
A friend for life or death.

INFLAMED PAIN

Pain inflamed,
scars on fire,
when will the agony
retire?
Inflammation,
irritation,
will I ever escape
this aggravation?
Have You the cure
to heal for sure
this infection
that wants to endure?
Help! I cry
asking why?
Will this be
how I die?

9-24-11 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)