Samantha

I wonder what I'd be like if you had loved me As a mother myself, a friend, and spouse If your love had stretched like branches of a tree But I still keep your picture at the entrance of my house She's the Samantha before you had to take life by the handles The Samantha before you were consumed, as if by fire So I ran to a Father who gave my feet sandals And He gave me all the love my heart could desire