Vine poem by steven james humphreys

the vine grows

it waxes and wanes

growing many leaves

in need of pruning

growing a harvest of grapes

made into fine wine

as love despite pain

the fleeting of time

belong to us

those sacred words

we shared.



Author: Steven James Humphreys

Me and my wife live with our wonderful pets. I hope you like my blog finding it informative, meaningful and entertaining. I write about varied subjects having written books for sale on Amazon and Barnes and Noble.

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