A Sam Winchester Poem Poem by Skylar Harris

Sam Winchester thought that he knew how his life would turn out. Become a lawyer, marry Jess, have a couple of kids. Grow old together. Then they would retire to Florida. And then he would die in his sleep at ninety years old.

But that is not how destiny had his fate mapped out for him millions of years before he was even born. But then his older brother, Dean Winchester showed up, saying that Dad went on a hunting trip and now he's missing.

After coming back from hunting a woman in white, Jess died. And then Sam was drawn back into the life of a hunter. And as much as he hated to admit it, he loved and enjoyed everysecond of it.

Sure there were good times and bad times both, but this was his life and his life alone and he owned it with his everything that he has in his heart, mind and soul. He was born to be a hunter. It's in his DNA. It's what he was made to be. It's what he was born to do.

Sam knew right then and there, that his life would never be the same again and he wouldn't have it any other way and he would gladly give up his happy life as a lawyer to spend the rest of his life with his older brother Dean Winchester, saving people, hunting things, the family business.