Brothers

Like a fine wine

there’s a bond.

The fermentation

and the combination of flavors.

My brother and I started our friendship

like crushed grapes in a barrel, raw

ready to create a juice so special—

Nothing can compare.

As we grow older, our flavor simmers down.

Our relationship changes.

But like fine wine

we get better with age.

We bagan to turn like grapes pulled from vines and developing.

As time goes on we will stay fine.

Loyal.

Ever-changing.

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