A Poem

by K.P.

Seeing my mother and brother in visitation.

i feel love.

im in a cell.

cuz i aint tell. 

I sent you mail.

i cant get bail.

i felt your hug.

it was pure love.

i know they love me.

they came and hugged me.

the day was sunny. 

your love is like the sun. 

your love is like a painting, 

because i cant describe it.