Candlewitch

A Mother's Greatest Gift



A Mother's Greatest Gift
in remembrance of: Christopher Robin

from soft break
of morning's light
until the start
of dark cool night
I feel the loss
of a star so bright
interred under ground.
he, of face so fine
that flitted
through my mind
how could I
have been so blind
to him,
the rarest find?
now gone from me
at my own choice
never having
heard sweet voice
the son I gave away.
to those so loving
I had sent,
by doing so
my heart did rend
but it was a gift of love,
to sacrifice my treasure
as he would be
the greatest pleasure
of a lonely loving pair.
of his passing
I recently heard,
my child of light
a sweet songbird.
this boy who grew
away from my sight
as alas, from him
I was apart,
still he lives on
within my heart.

Comments7

  • Laura

    I share tepo’s sentiments...
    A beautiful heartfelt tribute
    to your son! My sincere
    condolences dear Cat!

    With sympathy,
    ~Laura~

    • Candlewitch

      dear Laura,

      thank you, so very much, for your words of comfort.

      *hugs, Cat

    • ZIGGY

      dear cat your words are always a pleasure to read my dear you are a treasure xXx ,,,zigs

      • Candlewitch

        dear Ziggy,

        thanks for your response, I am so glad you view me as such! actually I am a mixture of devil/angel, lol!

        *major hugs, Cat

      • kevin browne

        this loss is one of the hardest blows to the head life can give. your internal grieving must be distraught, yet, you turned it into such a beautifully written tribute that it blew your blues away. RIP your dear Son x

        • Candlewitch

          dear kevin,

          writing this poem was cathartic and cleansing for me. I am in the process of trying to contact his adoptive parents through the agency I used. I'm hoping that I can share this poem with them and perhaps get a photo of him. thank you for your kindness.

          *hugs, Cat

          • kevin browne

            deeply touching is tantamount to your efforts. that on its own has to be adored.

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          • FredPeyer

            Cat, my heart goes out to you! The loss of a son, no matter if he grew up with you or without you, is something no mother should have to go through.

            • Candlewitch

              thank you so very much, dear Fred, for your words of kindness and understanding.

              *hugs, Cat

            • Goldfinch60

              Wonderful emotive write, ye he will always be in your heart.

              • Candlewitch

                thank you, Goldfinch. yes, he always will.

                *hugs, Cat

              • Fay Slimm.

                Deeply moving this heartache of losing your beautiful son dear Cat - -- I can only imagine the wrench of the initial parting and your words echo the challenge of aftereffect so clearly - - sending you warm hugs of condolence as your mother's love grieves his recent passing.xxx from Fay

                • Candlewitch

                  dear Fay,

                  my husband, at the time, was against my pregnancy. he tried to coerce me into having an abortion. when I refused, he harassed and bullied me and tortured me by withdrawing his love and support. so we lived as strangers for the term of pregnancy. when I gave birth, he told me not to bring my son home, or he would leave me. so I left my son in the hands of social services. on my 19th birthday (0n february 18th) I went and retrieved my soon...I just couldn't stand it any longer! my son and I went to my grandmother's house. she phoned my husband and convinced him to come and get us and bring us home. a week later he abandoned us with the rent unpaid and not a scrap of food in the house. we were evicted with no place to go. I went to the welfare office to apply for help...they determined that since I was NOT an unwed mother, my husband, who I knew not of his location, must help me! so there I was on the street. my mother and oldest sister offered to take my son from me and raise him. they made no offer to help me keep him... I had a horrible and abusive childhood. so there was no way I would let them get their hands on him. I took him to an adoption agency, to save his life and give him a chance. some friends took me in and got me back on my feet. but in the end I had P.I.D. and could have no more children.
                  thank you so very much for responding to this poem with such tender care. it is greatly appreciated!

                  *love & hugs, Cat

                  • Fay Slimm.

                    Oh Cat - - it is heartbreaking to read of your tragic experiences with such opposition to keeping your son - - - a sad account indeed and shame on those who turned a young mother out on the street - - may your troubled past become transformed into knowing that sometime , somewhere you will see him again and exchange through spirit that love bred into earthly flesh and bones.

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                  • poelove

                    Wow, I feel I have also walked in these shoes as a father but not a 'dad' and now my beautiful baby girl is lost to me. yet, I feel her life was immeasurably better for my long ago decision. Such a wonderful poem!

                    • Candlewitch

                      dear poelove,

                      I'm sure that your decision was made with love. always be comforted by that.

                      *hugs, Cat



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