When I Began To Read, I Began

What I Do With My Books Is To Create Windows To My World That All May Peer Into. I Share The Images, The Feelings And Thoughts, And, I Hope, The Delight.

Yes, She Is The Fruit That Will Sustain Me And Yes, She Brings A Rain That I Know Can Chill But It Is A Rain So Sweet And Sings A Song My Soul Insists That I Follow, If I Would Exist As More Than I Have Ever, Ever Been If My Mother Calls It Evil, Then I Embrace The Sin

Sometimes I Feel Like I Have Walked Into The Middle Of A Movie. Maybe I Can Make My Own Movie. The Film Will Be The Story Of My Life. No, Not My Life, But Of This Experience. I'll Call It What The Lady Who Is The Prosecutor Called Me. Monster.

Can You Become The Hope I Need? Can You Help Me Be More Than It Is Written In My Future Or Past? Is There Another Me To Find?

I Joined The Army On My Seventeenth Birthday, Full Of The Romance Of War After Having Read A Lot Of World War I British Poetry And Having Seen A Lot Of Post-world War Ii Films. I Thought The Romantic Presentations Of War Influenced My Joining And My Presentation Of War To My Younger Siblings.