I'LL BE THE BRANCHES, YOU BE THE VINE

I'll be the branches, you be the vine
To craddle your baby while you dine
With seeded grapes falling to the ground
While I sing my love without a sound

I will be the string of the violin you play
The same string as you go fishing all day
My dreams and prayers will go with you
Till we see each other in a day or two....

by carmen herrera uy, July 24, 2013