Man in the Moon

There is only one poem I have memorized by heart. I was a freshman, he a senior. One evening we sat in front of the high school talking, listening to “forever young” and watching the Harvest moon explode over the horizon.

Following on my birthday he wrote me a letter promising to try not to be sarcastic or obnoxious all day. Included was this Poem. I don’t remember if he succeeded not to be obnoxious but I do remember the Man & the Moon.