By: Ardis E. Parshall - October 01, 2015 The Prisoner’s Letter By J.H.D. “Mail!” rings through the air of the dull prison yard,And all soon assemble and hear from the guardThe names, as they read off in accent severe,Each pris’ner on hearing his name answers “here!” A letter from home! from the mother, child, wife!What sunshine is thrown o’er the prisoner’s life!How each loving missive is read o’er and o’er,To try and...
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