These Vines

At the winery
I sit.
I sit in
the sun
and take in
this moment.
At my age
it is not
about
gifts.
It is about
moments.
For my
birthday
is feels good
to just do this.
sitting on top
of the hill
I can see the vineyard.
Sitting here
I can see me
future.
It looks good.
I sip the wine.
The sun is
warming my legs.
All those grapes
growing, all
to be put in
the perfect
bottle of wine.
The vines stretch
out thick and
strong.
They protect
their grapes.
They grow.
I feel good
here.
I feel like
and expensive
bottle of wine
that is aging.
Not ready
to open yet,
I am still
perfecting my
taste.
The vines
remind
me that dreams
and life
actually
do happen.