He felt that the children brought him great pleasure. His daughter, who is a dancer and choreographer, he wrote poetry for her. He wrote poetry for his son, who also loves music. And he wrote poetry for me. He was a dedicated man. He was dedicated to his feelings.

Much of his poetry would come from something happening inside of him. It was always something that he could relate to. He wrote about everything, his son, his daughter, he even wrote about Leonard Bernstein. He could write about almost anything, except he did not like to be told what to write.

He would take a pencil and the pencil would move and start to work by itself. It's a funny thing to think about, but that's what he said about his writing. He shunned the computer. He felt he could only do it with a pencil and correct it on computer, he couldn't do the original writing on the computer.

He wrote some to me on different occasions. He wrote one when I turned 16. That one is really very dear to my heart. And he wrote another one when I got married and when I had my daughter.

Growing up, I was a dancer. I wanted to be a choreographer.

He who finds elevated and lofty pleasure in the feeling of poetry is a true poet, though he never composed a line of verse in his entire lifetime