Brenda Chiri Poet Rhyme

Reaching Towards the Heavens

Reaching towards the heavens
My soul in unbelievable pain 
Try as I might I can't find peace 
My being cries to hold you again

I can never forgive myself
Its my fault, I can't forget 
It left a broken woman
A life meaningless I regret

I have no right to shed a tear 
How you must hate me so
I should have left but didnt
I stayed, I did not know

Thought what more could he do
Thoughts that were mistaken
My heart cries for you always
In the end to leave me shaken

Now my arms are empty
My payment for my sin
This is my hell the ultimate 
price never to hold you again

Destined to live without you 
I pray and hope the angels,
tell you my love is true
So reaching towards heaven
How I miss and love you 

Son how can I ask forgiveness
I comitted a mothers unthinkable sin
I was suppose to keep you from harm
There is no atonement for this sin
So forever reaching towards heaven
Hoping to hold you once again 

My son 
Treyvon Anthony 
6/15/97 -  6/15/97



Memorial of a Loved One Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke 
Date:12/5/2019

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Caren Krutsinger December 9, 2019 at 12:30 PM A beautiful poem, that shows a mother's love which is the strongest love of all. Brenda Chiri December 9, 2019 at 1:40 PM Caren you are far too kind! Thank you!;)

Gordon Mcconnell December 7, 2019 at 4:30 PM Such a moving and sad piece Brenda, it breaks one's heart to read it and want to bring you comfort, indeed as said before you've been through so much and deserve a break of good things but trust you take comfort of being reunited in heaven one day. Blessings and hugs, Gordon Brenda Chiri December 7, 2019 at 9:19 PM Gordon thank you so much! But you know there are others who have been through more than I have! So I am just thankful for all I was able to learn in this life!;)

John Fleming December 7, 2019 at 9:43 AM All sentient thought, great or small, is simpy an integral part of the very universe itself...for what would be the purpose of a universe, however grand or splendid, if there was nothing there to wonder at it all? A life is just that: a fleeting consciousness that ultimately returns to the eternal collective...and to one day muse again through a different set of eyes. Nothing ever truly perishes; death is the death of the body...not an immortal soul. Your son will "wonder" again: it is ordained. Brenda Chiri December 7, 2019 at 9:17 PM John thank you so much! You know your comments always bring a smile!;) hugs!;)

Mystic Rose Rose December 6, 2019 at 10:37 PM One never forgets a child, he is your angel waiting with open arms for the day when your hearts will be as one again, Until then, hold yourself in love xo Brenda Chiri December 6, 2019 at 11:31 PM Pixie thank you so much! You actually brought a tear to my eyes!;)

Matthew Anish December 6, 2019 at 7:18 PM You meant angels, I presume not angles. Moving words - good luck in the contest! Peace & Love Matthew Anish Brenda Chiri December 6, 2019 at 8:16 PM Yes I did ... thank you for letting me know!and thank you for the read!;(

Sandra Adams December 6, 2019 at 6:33 PM beautiful tribute to your son...sorry for your loss...i miscarried my last, so i know the emptiness...my mother lost her first so i have seen the pain linger...touching sad write... hugs Brenda Chiri December 6, 2019 at 8:15 PM Thank you sandy! Much appreciated;(

John Hamilton December 6, 2019 at 12:58 PM Nothing like a mothers love, each child is special, seems like he never made it after birth, so sad, my heart breaks for you! John Hamilton December 6, 2019 at 9:20 PM Wow Brenda you could write a book on all you've been through! I'm so sorry for what you've suffered! Brenda Chiri December 6, 2019 at 8:14 PM He did make it after birth but only for a bit! I gave birth to him at home alone, after his father beat me severally! Thank you John!;(

Gershon Wolf December 6, 2019 at 8:39 AM May you know no more sorrow, Brenda, and may you be reunited happily in Heaven. Blessings, Gershon Brenda Chiri December 6, 2019 at 12:33 PM Gershon you bring comfort to my many crazy days my friend thank you!;)

Regina Mcintosh December 5, 2019 at 11:50 PM This is so sad and beautifully expressed. I love it so much. It's so so sad though. God bless you with love and prayers, Gina Brenda Chiri December 6, 2019 at 12:33 PM Regina thank you! I appreciate your words!;)

Charles Messina December 5, 2019 at 11:24 PM Brenda, one needs not be in your arms to be held by your love. do not be so harsh on yourself dear. Your son will and no doubt always was held by you, this poem proves that. We steer our children in the right directions, how they choose to ride is their own choice. We as parents, hope for the best, but we also have our own lives to live. Brenda Chiri December 6, 2019 at 12:32 PM You are right but he was too you g to have a choice in anything!;)

Subimal Sinha-Roy December 5, 2019 at 10:00 AM Sadness drips from the poem, touching the heart. Brenda Chiri December 6, 2019 at 12:30 PM Thank you so much! Your words warm me!;)

Ann Foster December 5, 2019 at 8:54 AM Not your fault. I know this one close up. Lovely write, full of passion and pain, but be lifted. Our children are not ours, they are His. We just get them for a while. He takes them home sometimes, but we get to see them again... then... God Bless you and hold you dear... Ann Brenda Chiri December 6, 2019 at 12:30 PM Ann thank you! I know it isn't my fault but still it feels like it is!;)

Na Na December 5, 2019 at 8:53 AM This is very touching Brenda. That had to be very hard. One day you will hold him again. Thanks for sharing this. Best of luck in the contest Brenda Chiri December 6, 2019 at 12:29 PM Thank you Gregory!;)