Literature Interests

Oh so many things I’ve read
That have taken my breath away,
And suddenly made me cry,
Then chased my blues away.
I love the way a writer takes
The saddest things in life
And turn them into ecstasy,
Like the edges of a knife.
It’s so amazing how they find
The images that they have.
So many fantasies resemble mine,
And some I’ve sweetly had.
If ever you read a book on hand,
Or anything to read,
Please share your literature.
I find it’s such a need.

10-25-1990 Thursday
Written by Gail Brookshire

Concerned Child

Once God had a child who wrote,
But soon felt so empty.
What could she possibly say
That wasn’t tempting?
She had written all her discoveries
And lessons of strife.
Yet now there was nothing of interest
To the writer with no life.
What could it take to show her
She’s so very wrong?
That God is always there
And will help her to be strong?
Give it time, young one.
God will appear in time.
You must have faith for now
And keep God within your mind.

1-11-1990
Written by Gail Brookshire

I’m a Package

I’m a writer with a story begging to speak.
I’m a person who is afraid to be weak.
I’m a graduate who is ready to excel.
I’m a single mom who is afraid to fail.
I’m a Christian who seeks to serve my God.
I’m a human who is trodding on earthly sod.
I’m an employee giving what I can and will.
I’m a worker seeking so hard to pay a bill.
I’m a dreamer believing in faith and hope.
I’m a realist using logic to live and cope.
I’m a writer with a message to try and explain.
I’m a person who feels I have nothing to gain.

6-10-01 Written by Gail Brookshire
(by the grace of God)
I wrote this several years ago, just after graduating with my A.A. and my B.A.
I went from having good jobs and good pay before getting my degrees to all of sudden being over-educated and overqualified, going through 9 temp jobs before finally getting a job at Wal-Mart. I worked with several people who had a Master’s degree or other degrees but had also been told they were over-educated and overqualified. That’s the way it is in our area. It was very exhausting and discouraging.