Prison Poem

Poem About Coming Home From Prison

This is a poem I will be sending to my son as he nears the end of a prison sentence. It's really a sequel to "Too young for Bars," the poem I wrote when my son was first sent away.

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End Of A Journey

© Ken Budden

Published on April 2011

The end of your journey is now in sight,
And from the darkness you can now see light,
I know it's been tough, but I'm hoping you know,
From that hard bitter lesson, "You reap what you sow".

I wrote a letter each week all through the years,
To try and dispel your earlier fears,
That friends would forget you, never want you again,
And I know it happened...wish I could spare you the pain.

For those who forsook you, give them no thought,
They were never true friends and never your sort,
Start a new life, you've gone from "boy to a man,"
And you know I will help you as much as I can.

But you're coming home stronger and wiser I feel,
All your heartaches and heartbreaks will eventually heal,
You have a young son who will need you each day,
And I know you will love him in the best possible way.

It's going to be hard, I'll not lie to you,
But manners and humility will see you through,
Do not be afraid to ask for advice,
That's what I'm here for and "cheap at the price."

Temptations will come, but it's time to be strong,
Just remember the first time and what you did wrong,
Do you really want to be locked up again?
And put friends and loved ones through more terrible pain?

I am not so religious as I really should be,
I only pray in an emergency,
But He'll answer my prayers and those of my friend,
And see your life through to a fruitful end.

Just want you to know, Son, I will always be here,
I will never forsake you, I love you so dear,
One day I will be gone, but these words will remain,
And if ever in doubt please read them again.

Love, Dad. xxxx

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  • by Isabella Shaver Deese
  • 1 week ago

I was so amazed by this most beautiful baby boy of mine, so full of life and joy. My baby grew up now. In his teens my precious teen struggled through life. His dad was nowhere to be found. We divorced, and when my son turned 18, he gave up on him, just walked out of his life, which made this huge hole in his heart. My son’s in prison for a lesson he will learn for mistakes he made. I’m lost without him. He’s my baby my son, my best friend. I write him every day and give him the courage and strength he needs. He has friends who pushed him away and distanced from him. Family has done the same. I told them they were no friends of his. A friend is a true person that will always stay by your side, same as family. I have always been there for him. I will never leave him, no matter what. This is making him stronger and the man he was brought up to be. I will always be by his side. He is the best son anyone could ask for.

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