Ah, the grape, the simple grape
Much lauded for its flavour!
It hangs from simple arbor
And everyone does favour.
I appreciate this fruit
For the mystery it holds,
As our hearts resemble it
When a trying time unfolds.
Stout heart, like the bursting grape
Does deliver its harvest
At the moment it is crushed
When from its life it seems wrest.
Simple grape and simple heart
Well endowed by nature's hand,
Your powers are magical-
Not for us to understand.
Ha, this one's pretty cool, very unique. :)