Wrote this poem when my twin brother went into his deep
coma after heart surgery for four year, in 1970 John A Johnston
passed away.
November 26th 1939 (Thanksgiving day we both were born
at seven months, weighing three pounds each. Today am sending out this
poem I wrote him so many years ago, to celebrate our 79th birthday, mine on
earth, his in Heaven..
(The song most popular in 1939 was 'Over the Rainbow')
Just found that our a few years ago. No wonder I have
always loved it..
Close all these years, like two
parts entwined, never knowing
God had other intentions for
you dear brother of mine.
Why should this happen to you
you who is part of me, I lay
partly in limbo and partly
in reality, while you lay only
in limbo dear brother of mine.
You lay so still upon the
bed of darkness, with all
emotions locked within your
heart. Your eyes are opened
but cannot see the ones who
love you dear brother of mine.
There are no word to express
the feelings I hold so deep
my heart cries tears of sadness
while I stand by your bed side
dear brother of mine.
Brain dead you are, with eyes
wide open, on the inside looking
out, reaching out for a hand
of hope, dear brother of mine..
