Poetry: Entwined

Do you know what I love about vines

Is how they don’t just grow , they also flow

Up and around fresh green earth spinning something lovely

Out of tiny sparks of life, seedlings rising against strife

They connect with whatever and whoever they can

Here a tree, there a brick wall and along anything tall

And when they flower, they can create a bower

Somewhere for new love to blossom underneath

Joy throwing itself wildly around, a riotously happy sound

Little bells will ring out to say, it’s finally their biggest day

And it started with tiny little plants, finger-length at best

Planted in two people’s hearts, tendrils stretched across the dark

Those vines collided and intertwined

Blooming on a wedding day

Let the bells ring out and their lives begin

Entwined in vines

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