Thirst
In this vineyard
I have waited
parched of throat
despairing of kinship
hiding in the shadow
Comes a vintner now
eager and joyous
blessed by the light
unafraid of the dark
to lead me forth
Working as one
we prune away the dead
shore up the weak
and harvest together
the sweet fruit of life
When the wine is ready
bloody red and warm
fill the cups
brimming full
and raise them high
Let us toast this day
and vow between us
to always drink deep
until the cups are empty
or stricken from our lips
MDW 6/98
to Marilyn on our wedding day
Until the day you toast with the finest of wines… May your glass remain full of the love and memories you created together…