| SAMANTHA | ||||
| Dear Samantha, With your heart so true, We were good friends just me and you. You cannot reach me from far above, You cannot touch me or touch my love. Your death was so sudden and so true, Such a young child taken by the flu. You helped me when times were scarce, You never told me that nobody cares. I know your up there smiling down, But knowing your gone makes me frown. Thinking of you and the life you bared, Without your security I am so scared. You were not there on my first date, I wish you never met your awful fate. I wasn't there to say goodbye, I cry and ask god 'why did you die?' I remember reading of the torture you felt, And remembering your kindness makes my heart melt. But then I realize the image so true, It faded just like you. I cannot stand this pain inside, God let me take her place just let me die! You were just a child of not even ten years, I hear your screams of pain ringing in my ears. Samantha, Samantha heart so fair, Samantha, Samantha with golden hair. I remember these words so clearly now, The way I remember them I do not know how. I miss you; I miss you so, Please, please Samantha don't go! November 25th you passed away, December 10th was your birthday. 'Samantha' your name I cry, 'Samantha' on the inside I die. You are not here to see Tessa grow, You must miss her as I miss you so. Samantha whatever happens to you, You will still be my friend always and true. By: Rachel Dedicated to Samantha Zaccerson December 10th 1985-95' |
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