Napa Valley's….claim to fame
Within that fame so many names
This bejeweled place…we know
….Visionaries…made it so
Prunes would be the scene instead
…..Rows and rows of drying sheds
The Paradise we've come to know
…Life would not have deemed it so
Had not those dreams of yesterday's
….Kindred souls who paved the way
Spectacular fields…..of robust vines….
Now home to World's prestigious wines
…Born of struggles…….waged in strife
Gratitude 'tis owed…their way of life
…Which…in turn…this new day bred
Absent the prunes…and drying sheds
Author's Note:
Dedicated to the memory of Robert Mondavi, and all the many treasured others. JBE
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