Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,025 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

Grapes On A Vine - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

You cooked for him a baby like brisket
That grew into your soul;
And now your soul jingles:
Your soul has a soul.


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 24, 2009



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