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The clustered, green orbs, glow with juice and lighted sun, The leaves wave in the gentle breeze "welcome" to all, have fun, But seasons ripe for theft and thieves, Who would steal into these nights,           to remove the juiciest of these, Bacchus treasures and treats with perfected age,                   the hope of pouring a glass                   of crystal clear bliss                   could be gone, amiss, by some who would crush the cherished taste, and end this seasons harvest in empty sadness; empty vine, oh the shame, the crime of stealing grapes that belong to another's claim! We have found the answer to our dilemma, "Worry not dear friend, i will be there for you my eyes are ever so watchful, and my bright white wing span will cause even the hardiest mischief maker to turn away, while my tail will beat and chase them from your grounds, God's vineyards your bounty this and every day, until you pick your crop at its best but I have only one humble request, That you save the juiciest single grape for me king of the Dragons, that fly." ©DWE082013 inspiration provided by photo provided by Scott Olson
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Aug 19, 2013
Aug 19, 2013 at 1:07 AM UTC
The Harvest of Grapes is Safe, It is protected by Dragons
The clustered, green orbs, glow with juice and lighted sun, The leaves wave in the gentle breeze "welcome" to all, have fun, But seasons ripe for theft and thieves, Who would steal into these nights,           to remove the juiciest of these, Bacchus treasures and treats with perfected age,                   the hope of pouring a glass                   of crystal clear bliss                   could be gone, amiss, by some who would crush the cherished taste, and end this seasons harvest in empty sadness; empty vine, oh the shame, the crime of stealing grapes that belong to another's claim! We have found the answer to our dilemma, "Worry not dear friend, i will be there for you my eyes are ever so watchful, and my bright white wing span will cause even the hardiest mischief maker to turn away, while my tail will beat and chase them from your grounds, God's vineyards your bounty this and every day, until you pick your crop at its best but I have only one humble request, That you save the juiciest single grape for me king of the Dragons, that fly." ©DWE082013 inspiration provided by photo provided by Scott Olson
I would let you ALL go to my FB page and see the inspirational photo but I don't think you (pl) would fit, so I might change my photo on HP or I might not, I have a few challenges, Look me up on FB and I will have it on my timeline, if I am so able, your humble servant, DWE
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Aug 19, 2013
Aug 19, 2013 at 1:07 AM UTC
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