The Oz

​There's nothing like the taste of wine
to make the afternoon divine,
a novel Main Street tasting room 
gives townfolk pleasures of the vine.

The stress of life, the woe of whom 
are waiting for the buds to bloom,
are leading to dysphoric blues,
yet wine may lift this hamlet's gloom.

The opening of Oz is news,
its storefront cast in vibrant hues,
their melancholy cast aside,
with cellar racks from which to choose.

The implications, county-wide,
is that the Oz will now provide
new wine selections never seen
in bergs once filled with civic pride.

The chefs now come with swank cuisine,
as Oz was in a magazine,
the town that once was in decline
is now the region's posh new scene.

Published in "Aspects Long Forgotten" and "Eloquence"
by Jack Huber- All rights reserved

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