A favorite memory from my childhood memory pool

Is being underneath my aunt's grape arbor, it was cool Clusters of juicy purple and white grapes hanging down

Under Aunt Irma's grape arbor near Patterson town

That memory made me want to have some grapes to eat

So I built a grape arbor where I could escape the heat

The three vines I planted were frail and very small

I wondered if they would even grow at all

My grape arbor covers over 700 square feet

To watch those vines grow was quite a treat

After three years of patiently waiting for a harvest

I finally ate my own grapes, they were the best

Every year I prune and trim those hanging vines

I believe my grapes could make some fine wines

Some of my grapes are large as a golf ball Juicy and sweet, they're mighty fine I'm telling y'all

The Lord has said you can't pick grapes from thorns

The beautiful grape arbor on my little farm adorns

You can tell a tree by the fruit it makes

My grape vines produce real fruit not fakes

Copyright 2005 Irvin L. Rozier