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| While I had a feeling that some of my aunt’s reading wasn’t true (since she kept getting distracted talking about her own experiences), I still didn’t sleep a wink that night. I was even feeling edgy the day before, so I guess that – subconsciously – I knew something was about to happen.
The next morning I was getting ready for work. The school didn't call that day, so I went on the internet to look at Victorian graphics and to find a clipart pic I saw a while back that looked a lot like Patrick. During my search I stumbled on this one site that had pretty graphics with poems. A couple of those had medieval paintings. Two of the poems echoed what my aunt was saying in her reading. One of the poems mentioned "I'll come to see you every night before you go to sleep." And well -- I did see him fixing the covers at the end of the bed that time. The other was titled "Come Back To Me." (A phrase I've run into many times in my life). |
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| Here are the two poems. Just PLEASE keep in mind that while I certainly am “a dreamer” of sorts, I am also very analytical and a realist. It’s my Taurus nature kicking in, I suppose. While Patrick has been this huge, whopping mystery in my life, I’ve never romanticized him. In fact, even after stumbling into these 2 poems I was still skeptical simply b/c I was afraid that perhaps my aunt was romanticizing him. It took me years to finally concede that stumbling into those poems and not working that day was not an accident. That perhaps I was LED to find those poems as confirmation that some of my aunt’s reading was right on. And just a few years ago I received further confirmation that these poems – especially the first one – really were a message. But… I’ll get to that in a bit. Here are the poems. The first one echoed the reading, while the second reminded me of his happiness in him finally being able to communicate with me in this life (through a medium), and of a reunion on The Other Side: |
| Come Back To Me
~I know you have to leave me My darling please return The love I have just fills my heart For you I always yearn My heart it grieves because you leave Please take this special gift You kissed my hand so many times I felt I owed you this I kiss your hand to let you know Forever you're my heart Love I feel just overwhelms Whenever we're apart Please come back to me my love I'll always wait for you My breath upon your hand will give A memory of love true Come back to me I will be here Always in your heart I pray for my love's safe return Then nevermore to part~ |
| We Meet By Chance
~So happy we meet once again This is my dream come true That you are coming close to me I always pray you do I wait for you so many times I'm so thrilled that you're here I want to tell you how I feel Whenever you are near You're so exquisite so sublime My heart just pounds away Whenever you are in my view My heart just wants to stay Say that we may meet again A place where I can show How much you mean to me my love I want to hold you so So let us meet another time When we can be alone So I can tell you from my heart You're beauty I enthrone Meet me at the garden gate I'll place roses at your feet You are the lady in my life With you my life complete~ |
| The day after that reading I was so depressed. Really down in the dumps and crying. (And yes, I felt incredibly RIDICULOUS, yet the feelings were so real and heartbreaking). One of those nights we rented the movie, 'The Count of Monte Cristo.' In one scene, the woman asked - "Who are you then? A ghost? Some spirit sent to torment me?" I always thought that a strange coincidence.
Now… fast forward to this year; 2006, when I was reading one of my dream journals. I came across a dream I had forgotten about. I had it a few days after the 'staring into my soul' dream from last year, which I’ll explain later. It was a short, weird dream. In it I was rewinding a cassette tape of mine to a particular spot. When I hit the play button to see if I had it on the correct spot, some Spanish song was playing on the radio. The only English words I heard were “Come Back To Me.” I’m just wondering if that was Patrick trying to come through as well? I think it’s interesting that I dreamt that just a couple days after the ‘staring into my soul’ dream. |