Union In Difference

The trees wave in true pleasure As the breeze kisses in full measure Calling us to be together Making lovely world ever after. But the grape and ape nature Conflict like tiny caricature Ruining all that we treasure, All these years, as love connoisseur. Yet, this is not the end For grape is not ready to wend And ape is not ready to bend But to part away for them, is offend. Despite all differences, amidst We miss each other, in lonliness aghast Realising that they're meant to blast But not to shed off and part forever, like a rust. Like a mist on window glass Cover up all the visible pass Me and you too compass Shadowing what is irritant grass. AD14032021.