The picture I hold in my wallet, still glows
With blessings, I have seen life once again
For the first time in a decade, I saw her
Even within the confines of a picture…I froze
Within that moment even my dreams were true
For the first time in ten long years, I saw… You

Sting and sorrow always try to steal the show
Some with ferocity, some hap hazardously
With every emotion that coursed through me
I was struck at how much time had passed by
Your gaze past right through my very eyes, I became terrified
My heart exploded, I could not move
Unaltered anxiety stole my very breath
Your smile and essence once again lit my soul alive

There is warmth there with memories on slideshows in every room
You can see the previous writings flash across the walls
What, had begun to seem like sheer folly for so many years
What I was searching for, something I thought would never happen
Then appeared beautiful blue eyes that opened bright, more then I could have ever imagined

I want to hold you like crazy, sweep you up and never let go
I get Goosebumps just upon thinking of your very whisper
And it’s on April 15th that I remember…
Names may change, but DNA will show the truth forever.


**"Why It Took SO Long"
As you may have noticed there has been a delay in the posting of the Poem "April 15th (Part 6) [2008]" and there are many many reasons. When I was writing this years tribute to Sam, I carried my typical mixed bag of emotions, and the very heavy price that had been, and still is been paid, every second, of everyday. [June 2nd 2008]"

My mother became extremely Ill and as she lay in the hospital emergency bed for 4days then onto a floor for another 6 days I became frantic, I became overrun with the fact that I might lose my best-friend, my soothing voice, my uplifting conscience, my mother! It was that and other medical conditions that had me wrapped up in a net built by anxiety. The sheer confusion I felt, writing about a part of me that had been missing for over 10 years, was to say the least …overwhelming. I was about to publish my work, when something of a miracle happened. Something so spectacular I cried… and it was good. For a moment in time, my tears where of joy and uncontrolled happiness. For it was a friend that sent me a few words that would forever change my life and how I saw My Princess! Since that awful Sunday (as of “right now” 6:37am) 10years, 8months, 6days, 12hours & 53mins... approximately… since I saw her eyes look up at mine. 10 years of journals and poetry to my imagined image of what part of my soul actually looked like… and now as I finish this blog and begin to change part 6 of April 15th I can actually see, I can physically see the beauty, the 14yr old girl has become. No longer are my dreams and visions a made up array of pureness and what I would always believe her to be, for I saw her for 10 years in every girl, and I always saw the 4year old, the image that has never left my ‘sight’ ooxx {{2Hugs 2Kisses}}

SL-R
[ Samantha Laverty - Rutledge // A.K.A: Sam Parsons ]
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