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Every year I try to write a little something that I consider as a tribute to my brother. He passed away in March of 1999.
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(( March 2006 ))
Taken from us so suddenly
it was a real shock to me
when eight years ago you
departed this plane of existence
to live perhaps on another.
No real words of goodbye
were ever exchanged between us
but somehow, at the moment of
your passing, I knew you were
trying to tell me goodbye.

Now I wonder what could be
had you remained in this life
Who would you have become as
the days drew nearer to our shared
date of birth? For fifteen years
we grew and learned together
but now only one of us continues
to draw upon the air of this Earth.

I know in my heart that you will
always remain … my dearest brother
and at times, my truest friend.

(( March 2008 ))
Nine years have passed
since you were taken
from us so suddenly
what was considered ‘whole’
was now irreparably shattered

Time seemed to stop
for days on end
we seemed to be lost
with out you around

But life, as it does, moved on
slowly but surely wounded souls
began to heal from the loss

The void that your absence created
will never truly fade from sight
and we will always remember
the years that you were with us

Now we are forever with you in spirit
wherever you may be.

March 2016
Death stands still for no one
This is a lesson I carry with me
I was robbed of time spent seventeen years ago
With the sudden passing of my twin

Nothing can prepare you for the
sense of loss and grief
That seems to perforate one's very being
When essentially your other half is suddenly gone

Moments in time we shared
Flicker in and out of focus
Like a film projector on a bad day
One moment a memory is recalled
Only to disappear seconds later

The day of your passing is not like this
It is permanently seared into my mind
The events of the morning
Our last afternoon spent with each other
And that fateful evening when our paths separated

I wish I had an inkling of what was to come
I had no way of knowing that when you left the house
It was for the final time
You weren't coming home.

Now all I have is my memories
They keep you alive in my mind.

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