Robert Rorabeck

Bronze Star - 2,196 Points (04/10/1978 / Berrien Springs)

The Upcoming Bend - Poem by Robert Rorabeck

I like the bets your beauty has placed with
Thinking that it should win
Backed up like a knife thrower against the
Virgin spring
Where the school bus carried all of the flowers
To their graves;
You make all of my stubble and scars blonde,
And after this rented light is gone,
And morning comes I wish to remember you
With the kind feelings the
Best of the lions give to their trainers; and even
If you have found some better man which no
Light can kill,
I would like to have felt as if I had found a friend,
And to be trusted enough to be left alone with your
Daughter while you go out with your hombres,
And read to her the stories which should
Help her escape from being singed as she leaps through
The hoops of fire awaiting her around the upcoming bend.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, February 2, 2010

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