Picnic Heaven Sent
Two friends start to walk side by side along a winding rivers path,
Picnic basket in tow they plan to visit on a blanket in the grass.
Looking for a place to allow the day to slowly pass,
Talking about the cows they had just harassed.
A gentle world settles softly as they decide on a spot,
Every sound reminds them of the moment they had caught,
Spread out on a blanket frozen coolers with-in grasp,
A very special moment, a time they wished could only last.
Only an hour into the this very special summers day,
Off went the beeper as they both looked away.
Responsibility calls and there goes without the need to say,
You had better go to them or else you might not get paid.
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