One leaf is firey red
As I gather from the vine
I’m stepping where you’ve tread
Visions flashing through my mind.
I want to shout to you”Look-
They’re so beautiful and full!”
But Winemaker, from me you took
My heart, but never stole.
The varied colors of the leaves
Poignantly declare the calendar
While one red aching heart cleaves
To a heavenly encounter.
Your laughter and countenance surround us
I watch your children follow your lead
Joyfully they gather in the harvest
as my heart