Long Road
Smell of freedom still in my mind
I’ll use this time to sit back & unwind
Certainly not visible what the future will hold
I know when I get out it’s sure to be cold
I missed my birthday & surely Halloween
But I’ll be home for the thanksgiving scene
It’s only September 12, some time to go
Use my time wisely, and got some writing to show
I talked to my mother, the first time in a while
She told me she missed me and that made me smile
Can’t wait to go to her & see new things
Have a mess of sodas and grub on some wings
Jail Poems
By: Gregory Smitheman
Also if you liked my creativeness check out my graphic design portfolio for some of my own awesome graphics designed in Photoshop.
Smell of freedom still in my mind
I’ll use this time to sit back & unwind
Certainly not visible what the future will hold
I know when I get out it’s sure to be cold
I missed my birthday & surely Halloween
But I’ll be home for the thanksgiving scene
It’s only September 12, some time to go
Use my time wisely, and got some writing to show
I talked to my mother, the first time in a while
She told me she missed me and that made me smile
Can’t wait to go to her & see new things
Have a mess of sodas and grub on some wings
Jail Poems
By: Gregory Smitheman
Also if you liked my creativeness check out my graphic design portfolio for some of my own awesome graphics designed in Photoshop.
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