A Letter Poem by STEPHANIE MARTIN

You can never know what a letter can mean till you`ve been where i`ve been or seen what i`ve seen.I live in a world behind four walls where no one comes to see me or excepts my calls. I sometimes wake worried and alarmed that my babies may be in harm.Just dreams i admit as i come to my sences as I look out the window at these chainlink fences. . I anxiously await the mail each day as I stand and wait none for you they say.Not a letter not a note not even a card.You dont know how that makes my time so hard. You can never know what A letter can mean till you`ve been where I`ve been or seen what i`ve seen.