I was a young child, who grew up a lefty, and my uncle was the only lefty in the family. My uncle, my fathers brother was killed while serving in the army, before i was born. He was a poet, and a good one too.
He seemed like a legend to me, the things he would do, jumping off hundred foot towers into creeks, he was in recon when he went into the military, and he saved a few lives along the way, he was awesome!! I spent the summer with my grandparents, who always encouraged me, and they asked me if I ever tried to write, like my uncle. I never thought about it before, but that summer iwrote my first poem, and they kept coming and coming, I was a natural!!
I was a child and wrote wonderful!!! It is not something thats easy to make money from, poetry is no comodity, but for my spirit, it is.