Sitting and staring 
at a wall the same color 
it was yesterday. 
 
This all-knowing wall, 
primed with childhood handprints 
and teenage mood swings. 
 
When will I again 
quietly sit beside you 
with parents above? 
 
Soon, I’ll no longer  
watch memories flash across 
your eggshell surface. 
 
So for now I’ll sit, 
quietly watching you age 
as you have with me. ​

Here is a haiku about Samantha Segrist: 
Christianity. 
Applied Communications. 
Book - Harry Potter.