Fade to Black
I was born in the latter half of the twentieth century in Westgrove, Pennsylvania. Shortly thereafter, my family moved to Newark, Delaware where I was educated. My family and I lived in a small stone house that was probably a share croppers house, or belonged to one of the workers that help tend to the farm. I lived a basic rural life with plenty of farm animals, a huge vegetable garden, and lots of creeks and woods to explore. At twenty I joined the army. After the army I joined the work force, and worked at various jobs through the ups and downs of the vastly changing economy. I started writing poetry in the mid 80s. It seemed to come natural to me. After several prompting from my friends, I decided to put my collection in a book to share with others.
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