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..