THE VINE
copyright 2009 Richard F. Neal/Prime Numbers Publishing

In this age of uncertainty,
You know you can rely on me.
In (the) dark of night or bright sunshine--
I am the trellis,
You are the vine.

Timber rots, iron rusts;
Knotted twine dissolves to dust.
Stronger than steel, harder than pine,
I am the trellis, you are the vine;
I am the trellis, you are the vine.

{BRIDGE}
Trust is the ground where faith takes root,       
Producing green tender shoots;
In time bearing the leaves and fruit:
Love and truth entwine--
I am the trellis,
You are the vine.

So hold me close in a sweet embrace,
And we'll discover a greater grace;              
Where two souls can combine:
I am the trellis, you are the vine;
I am the trellis, you are the vine;
I am the trellis, you are the vine.