The Moon's Quarter Poem by Robert Rorabeck

The Moon's Quarter



“Three more weeks of
Heavy petting, ” said
The moon to her lover,
“Then I will lose my memory
And we will have to
Start all over,
Though it may well be that
I will choose another.”

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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

Berrien Springs
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