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Big Juicy GrapesA favorite memory from my childhood memory poolIs being underneath my aunt's grape arbor, it was coolClusters of juicy purple and white grapes hanging downUnder Aunt Irma's grape arbor near Patterson town That memory made me want to have some grapes to eatSo I built a grape arbor where I could escape the heatThe three vines I planted were frail and very smallI wondered if they would even grow at all My grape arbor covers over 700 square feetTo watch those vines grow was quite a treatAfter three years of patiently waiting for a harvestI finally ate my own grapes, they were the best Every year I prune and trim those hanging vinesI believe my grapes could make some fine winesSome of my grapes are large as a golf ballJuicy and sweet The Lord has said you can't pick grapes from thornsThe beautiful grape arbor on my little farm adorns You can tell a tree by the fruit it makesMy grape vines produce real fruit not fakes Copyright 2005 Irvin L. Rozier Source: Free Articles from ArticlesFactory.com
ABOUT THE AUTHORAuthor of My Walk with the Lord, www.selahbooks.com, various other articles and poems (do a google or yahoo search on my name), preacher, retired military 
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