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L.N. Mask
Growing up as the youngest child with several years between me and my siblings. I had a lot of time to put my imagination to work. Spending most of my time at the creek behind our house, where ther...view moreGrowing up as the youngest child with several years between me and my siblings. I had a lot of time to put my imagination to work. Spending most of my time at the creek behind our house, where there stood a huge, hollow Sycamore tree. I would sit inside this tree and lose myself in thought, until mom would call my name. That, would bring me back to reality, "Again!"
Awarded National Poetry Month, Poetry Ambassador in 2006view less