Remembering My Brother Patrick.....

Its my brother Patrick's six year anniversary on 2nd October here is a poem I wrote a few years about my brother Patrick.

Sometimes late at night,

When I just can't sleep

Into your room I creep

Wishing that you will be there 

But I know its not in your bed you sleep

I sit on your bed

Wishing I knew what had gone on in your head

I close my eyes and see your face

We will meet again another time and place

Remembering the fun times we shared

I hope you knew how much I cared

You were a clown when I was down

The bestest friend to have around

I never got to say goodbye

And that's the thing that makes me cry

You were the greatest friend I ever had

To be your sister makes me so glad

As I look around your room

Memories come flooding back to me

Of the young and happy children we used to be

Even though we are apart you will be forever in my heart

Because my little brother you meant the world to me

 Six years later I still miss him ever day. I think of what he would be doing now, would he be married or have children or living abroad somewhere. I miss his smile, his jokes, our little talks, watching TV together, going out with friends together, and I miss they way he knew me and knew how to get me out of a bad mood or calm me down if I was getting stressed out. I miss how Paul, me and Patrick would take on the world together. I miss our friendship I miss my little brother. 

This song is how I feel at the moment Angel by Sarah Brightman. That's what I think Patrick is for his family and friends he is our angel. Sometimes I get the feeling he is with me when I need strength for something I feel he is with me. I miss him still so much but I know he is with me and I have the most wonderful memories of him.

RIP my wonderful brother Patrick....

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