Everytime I read this poem I think those who are incarcerated who never hear their names at mail call. Mail call truley is the most important time of day in prison. When you send a birthday card you are saying to that person, you have not been forgotten and you matter. It gives hope to those who may not have any.
Darkness and loneliness fill my cell
with pain and fear too great to tell.
I wait for the mailman to deliver to me
As I wipe away tears that no one will see.
I pray so sincere with head raised above,
"Please, God, soon send a letter of love".
I long to gaze upon pages so dear,
With riches to bring my loved ones near.
Words of diamonds on pages of gold
A message from heaven as their story is told,
"We love you, miss you, pray you'll be free".
A treasure filled envelope just for me.
Please bring memories of joy I once knew
Family, friends, and things I would do.
The darkness and pain of my cell will prevail
As my name, again, was not called for mail.
John M. Reynolds
Chicken Soup For The Prisoner's Soul
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