‘They Know the Person, Not the Crime’: A First-Timer’s Poem on Family

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I am starting my fourth week in the prison system and already in my third prison. This is my first time inside and I must say, stumbling across About Time has made things so much better. The open, honest, raw and relatable articles are real gems and resonate hugely.
I felt compelled to contribute so here follows a few submissions for your consideration.
There is a great paper ‘About Time’,
Which is free and won’t cost you a dime,
With articles galore,
It is never a bore,
And provides a refreshing angle on crime!
First time in jail, and last time I swear,
Prison and bail, a total nightmare.
Missing family, my freedom and work,
I made one mistake, now feel like a jerk.
But I am lucky, now let me explain,
Loved ones stand by me, that helps keep me sane.
They know the person, not based on a crime,
But years together, and love over time.
So I can smile, with them as my light,
And all the while, I have them in sight.
Just that one reason, can get me through this
Season to season, it is them I miss.
Clearly you only have to nominate ‘time travel’ as the subject of a writing competition to get people thinking.
Time, for me, was at first just “the clock on the wall” at high school. When is lunch? When will this test finish? And when is home time?
Have you ever found yourself at the bottom of a well?
The decay of an atom indicates that time itself has passed, it is the origin of our concept of time.