Twisted vines in all directions
How do you know where to go
Up and up the trellis you climb
No end it seems you can find
Flowers pretty on the vine
Leaving sights and smells to behold
Have I flowered on my twisted road
Given beauty to behold
Twisted our roads in life may be
Going, it seems, in all directions
Upward, forward, reaching for the goal
Always more to be done
Looking backward on our vine
What is it that we see
Flowers of love and kindness
Fragrance to be remembered
Times with dried blooms
Weak and non-producing
Restoration we had to receive
Never broken from our source of strength
Your flower is gone but beauty remains
As on the trellis you do cling
Our lives are much the same
Hoping beauty remains
The beauty of sharing God’s love
Given freely to everyone
With the fragrance of kindness
On twisted vines and twisted roads
GAY NELL OLIVE
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