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

July 4th Freedom Stars and Stripes forever wave. Heroes fought, the flag to save. Red and White Stripes in view, White Stars on a field of true Blue. Thirteen Stripes: seven Red, six White; stands through darkest, evil night. The victory banner hangs on high. Now hear the heroes' battle cry. Old Glory flies high in the breeze. Heroes hold up freedom's keys. Safety and happiness set men free. Fly high from sea to shining sea. Forefather's faith set forth the standard. The symbol is The Star Spangled Banner. Our country takes the huddled masses. The flag waves freely above all classes. We pledge allegiance to the Flag today, which flies over the Republic of the USA. Liberty for one nation, under God it stands, And Justice for Americans from all lands. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By wintersixfour .

Father Father full of love for son, shows him how life is won. Father shapes his lump of clay, shows him how to work and play. Father loves words and books, shows him his reading nook. Father spends time with son, shows him life from sun to sun. Father sleeps sound at night, shows him peace from living right. Father tells of wounds of heart, shows him how to heal each part. Father shares faith in God, shows him where saints have trod. Father shares when he's failed, shows him how victory's scaled. Father points to open road, shows him how the road is strode. Father opens wide the world. shows him how life's unfurled. Father loves the son's mother, shows her honor above all others. Father blesses his son, shows him how to bless each one. Father fades from all his days, shows him how to live his ways. © 2014 ajwrites57 A Long ❤ ❤ ❤ Image:  By clarita