Please tell me the truth do you like this story I been writing. There was once a boy named jack sycamore he was an orphan whose
parents died in a car crash when he was 3 he was raised with other kids his age in a boys home he would always get bullied though he never really knew why. The orphanage he lived in was in the Ozark mountains and jack would always sneak out at night when all the nuns were asleep and he would open the old beat down doors of the orphanage and venture into the night he would come across all sorts of little critters and bugs but the thing he liked most was climbing the giant sycamore tree and laying at the top watching the stars
There was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground. ONE sentence would be included if these lines from Mowing were read aloud.
Dickinson's are much more Cat in the Hat like. Hard and Fast rhythmic language are used in her lyrics. Does that make any sense to you? Please let me know. :)
