We Wither On The Vine Poem by Stanley Cooper
We Wither On The Vine
The universal progression
That nature plans ahead
Is life's natural compression
To which we all are wed
This predictable decline
Occurs as we are agin'
Grapes too long upon the vine
Evolve as wrinkled raisins
With luck we reach a ripened-age
We toast and drink good wine to
With luck we reach our wrinkled stage
Like grapes upon their vines do
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