See You Soon Poem by James Walter Orr

There’s slightly over half a moon that shines on us tonight.
Fragmented clouds approach her face, but none can block her light.
The night is nice to take my walk. My shirt is wet with sweat.
They say a rain will come tonight. I will not take that bet.
Too nice it is to walk alone, but yet to walk I must.
I have to get my exercise, and this will do, I trust.
Tomorrow, Sunday, I will leave; of days I'll be gone three.
I'll probably work a little bit; my lap-top goes with me.
I'll check back Wednesday afternoon, and hope to see you then;
Should everybody else be gone, then I'm not sure just when.
Goodnight tonight, in any case, I hope you all sleep well,
And come back to this small corner, with happy tales to tell.