TO YPUNDY SHALOOM WRITTEN AND POST BY NAJWA POWLEY
I SAW YOUR RIPE GRAPES ON YOUR SIDE YOU MADE ME CRY MY PAST PRETTY SIGHT AND THEM WERE HANGING DOWN KISSING THE GROUND SMALL GOLDEN DOTS WAVING TOGETHER ALL AROUND THE HAND OF GOD FED THEM SWEET WINE SURROUND BY THE END OF THE GREEN VALLEY THERE WERE BIG TREE OLD AND HER ROOTS EXTENDED TO THE SMALL... Sign in to see full entry.