Love is a wine flask,
Giving drink to thirsty souls.
Shadows cling to fallen trees,
Soft moonlight Chortles.
Flowers Weave their garlands.,
Twisting together,
As they sway
In Summer's breeze.
We chant a soft song,
Greet the rising moon,
And drink elderberry wine
Under the tree.
Written for Ron...with love! !
Scarlett Treat
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