Mail Call

Mail Call

From Chicken Soup for the Prisoner's Soul

Submitted by Fran and Nigel Risner

Mail Call

Darkness and loneliness fill my cell
With pain and fear too great to yell.

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 joys 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.

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