A fruitful day it was for me
In the wine vineyard of Italy
Grapes surrounded me from head to toe
Mountains shimmered from the evening glow

“I am the vine and you are the branches”
Taken quite literally given these chances
Grapes looked so clean and so pure
This was a gift from God, I knew for sure

The trees sprouted with purple flowers
Still to this day I can smell the wine so sour
Views so breathtaking it would blow you away
The view moved you so much, one would sway

Wine vineyards a memory so sweet
The Earth and mountains under my feet
The smell of grapes swept through the air
I can go back there with one simple prayer