Tangled Vines and Gnarly Branches
As vines and entwine so do
families, families born to climb…
Through the years and centuries they
continue to grow, larger and larger
as they climb…
The older they get the more tangled
and gnarly the vines and families get…
At last a family tree has been
born for the future to take notice
and grow…
By Sandra Lea Hoban
©2011
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