Me and Poetry

It all started in 2007. When my grandmother left and went to heaven. My brother got up he could barely speak. The sight of my grandmother's casket made him weak. He read his poem and I knew right away. That I wanted to try to write my own poem some day. I wrote my own poem called the key is me. But I never knew how good I could be. I wanted to keep it to myself but then it got out. My brother said I can write without any doubt. Every since then I write poems about inspiration. Hoping some day my poems could inspire people around the nation. Two of my poems been published in books. So when I get older I can always go back and look. I found my talent on a sad day for me. And every since then it's been me and poetry

This poem is about: 
Me

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