Treasure Island

Patsy Jenkins


Merlot and Chardonney


Merlot spoke smoothly
yet with precision and grace
Mozart was its music
leaving nothing to erase

you couldn't help but know
as each held you in its spell
this could be the moment
you'd remember all too well

then Chardonney came on the scene
full of passion and showing heart
Chopin was its music
flowing....doing its part

you couldn't help but feel
nothing you'd felt before
this would be the moment
you'd remember....forevermore

Submitted: Sunday, July 29, 2007
Edited: Friday, March 25, 2011

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