Thursday, August 12, 2010

Pop's post

This is what my dad wrote for Samantha:

I am Sam - Sam I am
I know your sad about my fate
But I am Sam, let’s celebrate
Cause everyone that saw me knew
That I was special, just like you

I could paint and I could sing
I could do most anything
And all my friends would always say
Come back Sam, so we can play

But I left my body - it won't be back
Don't worry I'm with Brother Jack
Just look at me, I am free
Of all the things that bothered me

I know for certain I'll be missed
But look how much that I was kissed
By Mommy, Daddy, my Graps and Grams
Aunts and uncles, cousins - fans!

So please don't worry - I'm OK
And in the future there's a day
We'll be together and we can play
For I am Sam, Sam I am

3 comments:

Unknown said...

I miss you Sam I AM.

HeatherS said...

Yeah....so do we

Anonymous said...

Tears in my eyes.

Trauma should be the hall pass to life's other issues. Someone should tell the hall monitor

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