Patrick Christian Barbosa

Gisele thank you for remembering my Angel Rocky's birthday.  Your love and support means so much to me!  Always keeping Patrick and you in my thoughts and prayers.  I know Patrick was ther with Rocky and all the Angels celebrating his birthday.  xo

From One Mother Who Lost a Child to Another

My Mom She Tells A Lot Of Lies
She never did before. From now until the day she dies.
She'll tell a whole lot more.
She used to tell the truth But now it doesn't matter.
I died and went to heaven Her life is all a-shatter.
Ask my Mom how is she. She'll say "Yes I'm fine!"
She wants to beg "Please help me. I can't find that girl of mine!"
Ask my Mom how is she She'll say "I'm alright."
If that's the truth then tell me Why does she cry each night?
Ask my Mom how is she She seems to cope so well.
She didn't have a choice you see Nor the strength to yell.
You think you know the feeling But this cannot be.
For even though you loved me You didn't love as much as she.
She will smile and tell you "It's o.k. God has a plan."
But she will turn away and cry 'Cause she just can't understand.
Tell a joke and she will laugh But she is not o.k.
She wants to share the joke with me But it will not be today.
I watch from here in Heaven. Her distress disturbs my peace.
Will someone please take care of her And thus take care of me?
"Some day you will feel better. "Yes I will." she lies.
She knows this will not happen Until the day she dies.
"I was so lucky! I had her all those years!"
(They passed in a minute I shed so many tears.)
Ask my Mom how is she She'll say "Thank you. Good."
She cannot tell you how she feels. Oh how I wish she could.
Ask my Mom how is she "I'm fine I'm well I'm coping."
For God's sake Mom just tell the truth Just say your heart is broken.
Ask my Mom how is she "I'm well I'm good. And you?"
I'll shake my head in Heaven. It simply isn't true.
She'll love me all her life. I loved her all of mine.
But if you ask how is she She'll lie and say she's fine.
Her carnival is over. She's stepped off the carousel.
But to save you feeling badly She'll say "Thanks all is well."
My Mom she's not gone mad yet. But oh so very nearly.
Don't ask my Mom how is she Ask how is she really.
I am here in Heaven. I cannot hug from here.
If she lies to you don't listen. Hug her hold her near.
On the day we meet again We'll smile and I'll be bold.
I'll say "You're lucky to get in here Mom
With all the lies you told!"

He walks within this garden now
His wondrous place called home
With flowers blooming everywhere
On path of love Patrick roams

Upon the threshold of this life
His journey reached its end
Within new home with gentle glow
The cottage 'round the bend

Magnificence to fill his dreams
Where gentle streams abound
Sparkling now with so much love
Like precious diamonds found

With love he gathers sweet bouquet
Of flowers in the fields
With joy to family and all friends
His joyfulness now yields

For he has found his special place
Where love will just increase
Home that Jesus gave to him
Where he now finds great peace

Right beyond sweet heaven's gate
His home beyond all dreams
He walks in garden filled with life
Blessed with crystal streams

Smiling like he always did
When he walked in a room
Laughter fills this place he loves
So life for him resumes

Remembrances of love you see
Like flowers scent a room
Within our hearts in memory 
His precious love shall bloom.

YOU ARE A BLESSING

I thank the Lord so often
for the people that He sends
to love and care for others,
as kind and gentle friends.
I pray that He will Bless you,
for each thoughtful thing you do,
and send reminders everyday,
of His great Love for you.
...Thanks so much....