Vinum Vine

|Tuesday| Vinum Vine farm

Posted in Wine by Vinum Vine on March 6, 2012

A broken heart bleeds merlot.
But my bleeding heart grew a Vinum Vine farm.

How many seasons have come and go?
First fall the leaves, then came the snow.
While the roots creep to a cruel death
The pruning angel enter the field.
Breaking the woods, and bon a fire.
To save a life that is ice cold.

When the Spring rain bust the buds
The cordons grow and twist their tendrils.
When sweet Summer brings the butterflies
They munch the leaves, but I aged the wine.

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