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June Moon The moon will rise full tonight at the end of this long day. This one is called Rose Moon. You never promised me roses or anything else, come to that. These past weeks, it's been light when I go to bed, light when I get up in the morning. You never brought me roses. I sit in the garden, eating with summer pleasure, straw- berries and chocolate, waiting for the moon, thinking of you. -- ~ SB | http://www.sbpoet.com | =^..^=