A Poem about the family members of prisoners and some of what they must endure to support their loved ones.
this is dedicated to all the brothers and sisters incarcerated..
walk through light
tread upon the tightrope between two cloudsas two dreams floating high above the sleepers.. connect as two halves of a rainbow pot of gold well counted by fairy tale fingers
About having a loved one in a super max prison.
A poem about the increasing crime rate of American juveniles, and the society hat raises the parents who neglect them.
Love can come with regret. - Tony Hanes
