Patrick Christian Barbosa

(1988 - 2009)

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WARM POEMS

I LOVE YOU PATRICK. I MISS YOU SON. I NEED

MY GUARDIAN ANGEL

                                                           My son, Patrick

Just the thought in knowing my loss is real, aches
Just the thought in knowing I have only your memories to continue my lonesome journey, tortures me.
Just the thought of the dusk coming down, distresses me.
Since your passing, darkness means another night without you.

Just the thought of leaving you behind at the cemetery and driving home alone, agonizes me.
A mother should never bury her child.
Just the thought of coming home from the cemetery and seeing your red car in the driveway, and you are not home, frightens me.

But, your pictures that are in every corner of the house, on my necklace, my key chain, in my car, and this unique picture of you that I carry with me and sleep with it, remind me that you are alive and safe in my heart.
Because Mom, will always keep you and your memories alive, until you and God come for me.

Just the thought in knowing you are an angel in Heaven, soothes me.
Perhaps one great thought will overcome all the bad ones.
With God grace, I will continue my journey of grief with hope.

With you by my side, in my dreams, I will continue to pray for peace and healing.
But only, if I can feel you are happy and at peace.
With God, Jesus, and Blessed Mother guarding my Patrick in Heaven, duskiness in my heart will fade.
Because you know I love you so much, and I know I miss you more than I can understand.

                                                                                            GISELE G BARBOSA

Dedicated to my son, Patrick






                                             MY SHATTERED LIFE

Where does a mother go when her loss is greater than life
Where does a mother go when her agony is more than she can handle
What a mother can do when her painful memories, images of her loss, are her worst shadows
What a mother can do when her tearful face is her saddest reflection

What a mother should do when life's insensitivity and unfairness is choking her
How a broken- hearted mother can carry her cross, her burden
How a mother can live with this unbearable, unthinkable loss
How can I get through this torturous, helpless journey
You tell me, Son... God, You make me understand my inconsolable, lonely world
Because I miss my son so dearly... I am all broken in pieces from severe depression, anguish
I am a Martyr of a horrid loss of my beloved son, Patrick... a price of being a mother.

                                                                                       GISELE G BARBOSA

To my Loving Son Patrick

  OVER THE RAINBOW A BUTTERFLY IS FLYING... MY ANGEL PATRICK CONTINUES HIS LIFE WITH GOD

                                         LOVE NEVER CEASES BUT GROWS DEEPER FOREVER











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LOVE AND PEACE, ANGEL PATRICK.

MOM MISSES YOU DEEPLY

October 26, 2010

PLEASE WATCH OVER MY SON PATRICK

DREAMS

You were here the other night

so alive and well it seems

But I awoke and then I knew

you were only in my dreams.

The tears then came so quickly

for the time with you was brief

you were alive and talking

if only in my grief.

I heard your voice and touched you

As if you were with me

But I awoke and realized

This was not reality.

I'll take my dreams when they come

And keep them close to my heart

Because in my dreams you are alive,

And we are never really apart.

~Joy cumutt/Savannah, Ga TCF

MOM LOVES YOU VERY MUCH

October 24, 2010

MOTHER'S LOVE NEVER ENDS!

DEAREST MOMMY

When you wonder the meaning of life and love

You know that I am with you

Close your eyes and feel me kissing you

In the gentle breeze across your cheek

When you begin to doubt that you shall ever see me again

Quiet your mind and hear me I am in the whisper

of the heavens speaking of your love

When you lose your identity, when you question who

you are, where are you going, open your heart and

see me. I am the twinkle in the stars smiling down

upon you lighting the path of your journey

When you awaken each morning not remembering

your dreams but feeling content and serene

know that I was with you filling your night with

thoughts of me

When you linger in the remnant pain wholeness

seeming so unfamiliar, Think of me, know

that I am with you touching you thru the

shared tears of a gentle friend easing the pain

As the sunrise illuminates the desert sky, in that

breathtaking brillance awaken your spirit

Think of our time together, all too brief, but ever

brilliant when you were certain of us, together

when you were certain of your destiny,

Know that I was created in that moment in

time just for us. I am with you always

"Loving you always Your Child"

Rosemary Smith

MOM MISSES YOU DEEPLY

October 15, 2010

MOM IS EMPTY WITHOUT YOU

LOVING YOU AND MISSING DEEPLY

MOM MISSES YOU DEEPLY

October 15, 2010

MY GIFT OF LOVE...MY SON PATRICK FOREVER

THESE SHOES

I wear a pair of shoes.
They are ugly shoes,
uncomfortable shoes.
I hate my shoes.
Each day I wear them and each day I wish I had another pair.
Some days my shoes hurt so bad that I do not think I can take another step,
yet, I continue to wear them.
I get funny looks wearing these shoes.
They are looks of sympathy.
I can tell in others eyes that they are glad they are my shoes and not theirs.
They never talk about my shoes.
To learn how awful my shoes are might make them uncomfortable.
To truly understand these shoes you must walk in them.
But, once you put them on, you can never take them off.
I now realize I am not the only one who wears these shoes.
There are many pairs in this world.
Some women are like me and ache daily as they try and walk in them.
Some have learned how to walk in them so they don't hurt quite as much.
Some have worn the shoes so long that days will go by before they think about how much they hurt.
No woman deserves to wear these shoes.
They have made me who I am.
I will forever walk in the shoes of a woman who has lost a child.

AUTHOR UNKNOWN

Although it's difficult today

to see beyond the sorrow,

May looking back in memory

help comfort you tomorrow.

~Author Unknown

MOM MISSES YOU DEEPLY

October 14, 2010

MOM IS EMPTY WITHOUT YOU

THINKING OF YOU

Right now I'm in a different place
And though we seem apart
I'm closer than I ever was
... I'm there inside your heart

I'm with you when you greet each day
And while the sun shines bright
I'm there to share the sunsets, too
... I'm with you every night

I'm with you when the times are good
To share a laugh or two,
And if a tear should start to fall
... I'll still be there for you

And when that day arrives
That we no longer are apart,
I'll smile and hold you close to me
... Forever in my heart

UNKNOWN AUTHOR

Miranda Otto's Auntie Sarah

October 14, 2010

I Am Always With You

I Am Always With You

When I am gone, release me, let me go.
I have so many things to see and do,
You mustn't tie yourself to me with too many tears,
But be thankful we had so many good years.
I gave you my love, and you can only guess
How much you've given me in happiness.
I thank you for the love that you have shown,
But now it is time I traveled on alone.
So grieve for me a while, if grieve you must
Then let your grief be comforted by trust
That it is only for a while that we must part,
So treasure the memories within your heart.
I won't be far away for life goes on.
And if you need me, call and I will come.
Though you can't see or touch me, I will be near
And if you listen with your heart, you'll hear
All my love around you soft and clear
And then, when you come this way alone,
I'll greet you with a smile and a "Welcome Home".