THE PICNIC

by kathy

A secluded spot for you and me

Underneath a willow tree

A loaf of bread, a glass of wine

A gaze from your eyes deep into mine

A stollen kiss beneath the tree

Bring glorious visions of things to be

A gentle breeze against our cheeks

And from the clouds a sunbeam peaks

A gentle, lazy day together

A way to get to know each other

And when I close my eyes, I see

You and me beneath our willow tree

copyright@2000 - Kathleen Taylor

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