Thursday, May 24, 2012

The Picnic








The Picnic

On a hot August day in a park
by a lake, where a loon might swim
I sat on the warm summer ground
and spent half a day there with him

A ground hog peeked out his earth-cave
then quick tucked his head back down
but we didn't notice him really
as we sat on the warm summer ground

The trees canopied our visit
as squirrels witnessed our words
the choir that played the theme song
was a park full of frolicking birds

A jogger glanced at us briefly
and a bee flew by aimlessly
as he sat on the warm summer ground
and spent half a day there with me




Moments are the jigsaw pieces of life.  You can't lose or disregard a single one .  It all  together makes a complete picture that you won't see until it's complete.  Value every moment.

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