Patrick Shawn Fletcher Tribute

(Shawn sat for hours day in day out for several years on the carport at 1049 28th Street until our heavenly father called him home) A poem seen through his mothers eyes and heart.

You could find me here in my Comfort Place any day any night it was my fate.

This place is where my insides raced and my mind carried on in a charging pace.

I knew each day I would get thru, I'd survived so much if only you knew.

I'd try to leave the sad past behind me but as hard as I tied it seemed to find me

The good times I would remember with joy and laughter not knowing when I would face the hear after.

So enjoy this little part of my world and try to see the things I so enjoyed

I leave you this, My Comfort Place, remember me often with a smile on your face and send me a kiss to the heavens above I'll be waiting and watching for all of your love.

I love you son and miss your sweet, sweet smile.

Dad,
Even though you weren't perfect, I always loved you and wanted the best for you. Through your death, I've learned that the only thing that isn't negotiable is death. You're my Dad, and that's all that ever should have mattered. I'm so sorry I never made it all right with you, but I know in my heart that you know I love you. As much as it pains me to say it, I actually miss your antics. Even though you may have never known, I learned so much from you. Most of it was things I shouldn't do (you know you want to laugh), but learn I did. I'd give nearly anything just to hear you say, "I'm your Dad!" one more time and to be able to say goodbye. I'm so sorry.
Love,
Tab