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Patricks Journey

As the days go by 

I do what I do 

Breathing bleeding

Tearful inside

Getting caught in the trap of meaningless things

I guess

For a while at least

Until I'm back again

And only in that place

Can I weep for you my brother

In that sad silence

I remember

Just give me a minute World

And ill be alright

Once again able to pretend

I'm forged from steel

Once again strong machine

And with my Repressed heart

I scream in sorrow

Until the day I break down

Destroyed inside from the way it went down

Stillness surrounds

The smell of flowers 

A room washed with tears

The tragedy of our lives

Unfolding

Once again as I'm holding

You my wee brother

In this four cornered frame

A longing I can't describe in words

A grief that transcends world's

I sit still

Still breathing

And  as I wipe away

Yesterday's tears

I just know

I know I will see you again.

A poem

In loving memory

Of Patrick Herdman.

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Jimmy Arnold

Hello My friend,

Take as long as it take my friend….Yesterdays residual tears, will again become todays', once again, showers of flow, once wiped freely from your face. Once alone, the memories are all mine and I weep freely, long and without control, for now this time belongs truly to the emotions of my hearts most cherishable loss, of your  brother as well as my own...So sad is this one but to relate, I most definitely do, I have lost (3) brothers in the matter of as many years from cancer and a father and mother through loss of kidney failure...A well understood position to be placed in my friend...Keep his dreams and love for you and yours alive, through you and he will always live....

God Speed,

Jim

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LiamoAlive

Thanks so much man :) it gets hard sometimes you know

And you gotta try and make sense threw sorrow

Cheers  for your beautiful words Jim

God bless mate:)

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Jimmy Arnold

Thank you Liamo

He already has my friend, he already has, through the acquaintance of people such as yourself and  all others, whom has come together on this site, for one great cause,(To be heard, through our messages in our poems and the visuals, of the collective art added, to be viewed by more eyes, then just the one pair,(the artist own) ..Thank you for the memories of my brothers and loved ones through the introduction of your powerful words in your poem of Dear Patrick...You are so true my friend, each day it gets hard and each day we talk about it to others, it tends to really help you cope.Knowing others feel just as you yourself do and always will...Proud of you brother, for being able to openly share the way you have...

Take Care Brother,

Jim

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LiamoAlive

Cheers Jim my friend

From one spirit to another

I salute you

All the best man:)

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Tony Taylor

OK Mr. Herdman, now I've read two of your pieces,  you have a natural gift for expressing yourself that is inspiring to see.......this lovely tribute and remembrance of a loved one....was so moving and delivered with such warmth, that I hardly know how to say.....that I lost my sister at a very young age.........and  these words.......touched my soul......that's all I can say.........excellent piece of writing........tony   xx

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LiamoAlive

Thank you truly Tony my friend

All the best

And God bless:)

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