Pet Cemetery Poem by Robert Rorabeck

Pet Cemetery



My dog will never see
Death, nor know him
When he comes,

But death will own
My dog,
And his master,
Upon whom that scent even
Now buds

Like wet copper exposed to
The sky.

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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

Berrien Springs
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