A Well-Aged Wine

A friendship is a well-aged wine

Whose elements will intertwine.

Planted in soil with trust and care,

The Vintner places us just there.

He tends and prunes

and brings to be,

An air of camaraderie.

And as our bounty starts to grow

His waters swell our spirits so.

On Harvest Day, when time’s complete,

His Sun will turn our bitter sweet.

It leaves this field to find its home

As it must, no more to roam.

So as Nature works it’s alchemy,

You’ve become a well-aged wine to me.