i've ever seen.
it's gorgeous.
so round
and bright,
as orange as any
harvest moon could be.
the stem still on which
helps them
spin it
to the good side.
the newlyweds carry it
together
to the yard,
where the skeleton
swings,
to where the cobwebs
float against
the hedges.
to where plastic bats
sway
on strings.
the young woman,
tells me
that they want children
one day.
i say, indeed,
staring at the yard. why wait?
i think you're ready.
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