I wrote these heartfelt poems to my daughter while I was incarcerated for 16 years.  A part of me hopes that they played some part in helping her grow into the beautiful young lady she is today.  May God protect her and look after her now, just as he did when I was inside. Amen…

When I am Gone…

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16 years ago, on my first anniversary of incarceration, I walked into a rectangular concrete yard with high walls. The yard was empty except for a pigeon with a broken wing who was in a state of absolute panic.  It was stuck in a frantic cycle of bursting upwards into flight, then crashing into the wall, then falling to the ground, and then trying again… and again… and again.

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