Summer Moon Poem by Bryan Taplits

Summer Moon

The picnic was so lovely-
a blur, but a lovely tune,
So I never saw this coming-
it came on me so soon.
The grass was now
beneath my back
As I soared too far, too soon
And looked up as I wondered-
with my last breath-
'Does Heaven have a moon? '

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