ajwrites57

glass and bars i watched my daddy through prison glass he always looked the same except when his beard turned gray and when he lost his eye we never talked about it he wrote me letters all the time i have them in a box i don't read them much anymore be a good girl now he'd say it every time i always said i would the letters stopped one day and we got a call daddy suffered a fall a good girl is what i am i finished college too but he never knew how good he changed that day when he left this world no one knows how he fell i watch the daddies everyday through prison bars i remind them of the little ones daddies stay away from glass and bars that keep you from the little ones not all wind up good girls and boys © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  Martin Fisch via Flickr Creative Commons