Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,195 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

His Meal For The Night - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Night blooms from the day,
And I’ve just been checking to make sure everything was
Your husband sure looked hungry through the blinded windows,
And it is such the shame
That you must bloom, his meal for the night.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 28, 2010

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