My Twin the Writer - Beautiful Words by John Miller

Truth be known, my brother Jay got the gift.

He penciled lines that made us smile.

Poems, prose and short stories of talking critters and fanciful folks and places, often set to songs to delight

His words in creative flight, unencumbered and rare invited us to wonder, to venture away from the mundane to skip in fields and wander magical forests of childlike imagination, where no adults are allowed

Words flowed onto pages turned, our youthful memories churned,

Where did he? When did he? Were we ever in those places, seemingly familiar?

God’s gift, first for mother’s pen, a writer’s craft honed sharp for many years before it crossed the placenta to a thirsty mind

So rich, this fantasy liquor seeped in that early pregnant time

It was Jay that drank that potion rare from the umbilical cord

Now his

Sipped while sleeping before first breath

Warm in the womb the twin claimed his gift, stored in a fetal memory

And, our mother smiled

A grin, as brother’s tiny hands touched

Busy arms and knees sparred in that watery space

A brother’s bond was made where these twins met in that safe, warm place

Then years spent to fully discover each other

Decades passed while prose’s potion worked, awakening and nourishing the mind of the twin who bore God’s gift

Came time and by the Creator’s design,

A potion long rested was brought alive and given purpose

Words made to soar by a new-found faith

Poems, prose, and song to fill his days

The gifted twin

Drawn close to his
Creator with words of praise

His gift of wonders poured out for us

Words we ponder

Childlike or challenging, he crafted them

The Creator’s purpose has been made known

The twin would use the gift

Through times of joy and struggle

When called to witness in simple, honest manner

By words never before uttered, unleashed, fanciful and written

My twin, Jay, gone home

Honored the Great I AM!

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Jay and his beloved wife

John Miller is the twin brother of Jay Miller who was one of the first members of the John 3:16 Marketing Network. Jay was a dear friend and great encourager (Lorilyn Roberts). 

John sent the poem to me on the five-year remembrance of Jay's homecoming. Jay was a kind and humble person who wrote wonderful picture books for children. I look forward to meeting Jay in heaven. You can learn more about Jay Miller and his books on his Amazon page by clicking here.