Samantha

They say if you love someone

You should set them free.

Well, fly free precious butterfly

Maybe someday you’ll return to me.

 

Maybe one day

We will be one,

We’ll frolic in the meadows

Basking in the sun.

 

Maybe one day

You will see how much I love you.

The clouds will clear, the rain disperse,

Yes, the sky will be blue.

 

So fly free

My precious butterfly.

Maybe one day

You’ll return to me.

 

Coptright©JosieWentzel23January2009

 

Author's Note

In memory of my daughter. I love you Sam!

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

Such a beautiful, moving passage for your dear Samantha. I remember when you first mentioned her to me. Feeling the sadness of your pain and loss. This poem holds such a hopeful essence that is like a prayer...