Prison Poem

Poem About Leaving Daughter For Prison

I would like to dedicate this poem to Olivia, my daughter. I hope she stays strong and can forgive me.

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My mom lied to me all my life. It was to protect me, to protect me from all the pain. But lying is like waiting for him to show up, and he's not coming back. I was 6 years old when my dad...

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Please Don't Cry, Mi Nina

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Published: October 2009

Daddy has to be away for awhile.
Please don't cry; show me that smile.
Be careful when you're out to play.
Watch out for cars; don't get in their way.
Daddy will write and I'll call once a week.
Come on my precious, things aren't so bleak.
Grandma's there for you; she will help you along.
No, Daddy is not sure how long I'll be gone.
Please, Mi Nina, don't you cry,
Now Daddy has tears in my eyes.
I can't help it Mija, Daddy was bad.
I'll be alright; please don't be so sad.
I love you more than anything.
So smile, Mi Nina, though I am going away,
There's still tomorrow;
We'll be together..... Someday.

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  • by Maria
  • 3 years ago

My mom lied to me all my life. It was to protect me, to protect me from all the pain. But lying is like waiting for him to show up, and he's not coming back. I was 6 years old when my dad left, he left without a kiss on my forehead he left without saying goodbye he just left me without an answer. I thought he was on a business trip but after a long time I just realized he wasn't coming back. I left where I lived and I went to my aunt's house with my mom. That year I found out my dad was and is in jail. When I found out everything I thought of my dad broken into a million pieces. I can't seem to move on the pain is just too strong.

  • by Harmony
  • 4 years ago

I remember the days we used to play board games together, take bike rides, play hide-and-seek and all the other little fun things we used to do together. But now, it's all over. No more texts, calls or spending the weekends with him. My dad. He was always in and out of jail my whole life and I always thought to myself, "why?" He could never learn his lesson and always winded back up in there. I miss my daddy so much and it hurts me every single day. If someone mentions how much they love their dad or what they did over the weekend with their dad, it breaks my heart because I want that. I want that love so much and I never really got it. I cry myself to sleep every single night. I know this time my father didn't do it. I know he is innocent, he just messed with the wrong woman this time. I hope and pray to God he comes home soon. He was given a 43 year sentence for a crime he did not commit. It's been 4 years. Everyday the pain grows and grows more. I cannot imagine living the rest of my life without him. I need my father. I'm 14 now and it's hard to walk through those school halls everyday knowing you won't be coming home to your dad. Or thinking about how he is holding up in there. He calls almost every week but I still feel empty inside without him. I need you daddy, I miss you.

  • by Celina, Miami Fl
  • 4 years ago

I really love this poem. We have 2 little girls. And my love of my life is locked up. And I know he misses his little girls so much that hearing their voices brings tears to both of our eyes. They are too small to Understand. But I know he loves them and me...

  • by Alissa
  • 9 years ago

Wow. so this poem really does get to me. my father is in prison, and he doesn't call or write. I do miss him and I wish it mattered to him as much as it does to you. Someday you will be out and your daughter and you will be very happy.

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