by Linda Harris Freeman Reed Mcclellan Lee

Created on: July 21, 2009

I knew you were wrong.guilty as charge all I wanted to do is safe you but instead i just cried, i cried for you not knowing what else could've been done.I just held on to the thought of you coming home.so many time's I stretched out my hands to you praying that some how or some way you will grab ahole to these strong arms and once again be safe as you were when you was just a baby.but now i see it's a bit to late.for my presence and endurance you have been dealth a bad hand now prison is your home. yet all i can say or do is say my son my dear son i cried,i cried for you.

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