Wednesday, May 15, 2019

A Picnic/poets united

A Picnic

Life is but a picnic
Eating out of doors
Spread a blanket on the ground
Fill your plate
Sit down

Lull the afternoon away
Sing some songs
Take a nap
Read for awhile
Perhaps a game of ball

The hour gets late
Time to go home
The ants come out
Or chiggers in your pants
A day to remember

May 15, 2019

11 comments:

Sumana Roy said...

Ouch! Yeah, picnic has its hazards too :)

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I remember the feeling - the time outdoors so wonderful, but the sandy discomfort of going home, ready to wash the grit off.

signed...bkm said...

there always seems to be bugs involved in every picnic...i suppose they have to eat too...bkm

Gillena Cox said...

😊always you make me smile with that jiggers memory

Much⚘love

Therisa's World said...

The family picnics/gatherings, a time for swapping tall tales and ice creams treats, at the designated provincial park, while picking ripe Byng cherries, from the branches. Only concern, was putting away the garbage, as the wasps and hornets swarm around it, seeking out sweet desserts. Sadly, these picnics/gatherings ended with Oma's death, in 1996.

Old Egg said...

Am I glad picnics are not so popular anymore with our family! Memories of the disasters last long!

Vivian Zems said...

Either way, a day to remember! :)

ayala said...

Nice :) A day to remember...

annell4 said...

Thank you for your comment. Ayala

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Annell4,

Picnics provide an array of great memories, mostly from childhood days.
perhaps its the informality that made the whole experience, a different kind of funtime for all!

Eileen

Jeannette, said...

my family loves picnics...any kind any where!

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