From Your Sun Browned Orchards Poem by Robert Rorabeck

From Your Sun Browned Orchards



Ten minuses and it subtracts another day; but it was a good
Good day,
And well remembered, though it is going away;
It is true that I am no cowboy, even though I have many sad
Things today,
And maybe it will be that I never again get to clove and
Pluck from your
Sun browned orchards, but it will always be the case that
I so happily did today.

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Robert Rorabeck

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