My Family

we were adopted on the same morning my father loved us, a love adoring my brothers shared a gene name, Cabernet sisters noble parents based on hearsay my dad built a strong house of fine French oak we stayed there for months until the walls spoke Sauvignon muscular and the strongest Franc dark and lean and can stay the longest Merlot is too shy and soft as satin me, Petit Verdot, was told to fatten we left that house for a place very small this was a time of character for all life a blend of love and time but real dad says it’s a Bordeaux surreal appeal -updated July 2016-