With pride to boast when gnarled in vines that seek to take as nature's own this citadel of time will be defined more than just letters carved in stone Though time and tangled growth obscures truest course of meaning now laid to rest honor held most sacred from love endures upon this face were such intentions prest Proudly this guardian of life's measure stands a post to which nothing else would ever claim that beckons pride with hushed commands mysteries held to know beyond just a name Overgrown With Vines Contest Sponsored BY Broken Wings 09/26/2016