You had been so lonely Full of warmth Waiting for me As I walked past the cell block Shuffling my feet out the door Piping hot food A welcome reprieve You looked at me As one of those magazines Your father writes for You kept me As your mother's dying wrist Was left dangling In your outstretched hand You smiled As if everything would come together All at once I would leave you Like a stray fed too long You told people It was because I was never loved Properly I was heavy sand When you were the easing tide