Under the Moon In June
I cringed as she reached for a prune
in June as we gazed at the moon,
I kissed her before
she ate any more,
and knew she'd be running off soon...
written 5th June for Andrea's Moon in June contest
Copyright © Jack Horne | Year Posted 2022
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