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Jun 2016
Located in any park
often near a stream or lake
we gather
to break bread
converse
folly
commit acts of love
and drink in life
Recalling those regal
days of simplicity
when we had
time to waste
Creating aromas in
outdoor places which
filled the shy
Slow cooked fragrances
from a charcoal barbeque
remains unmatched
in nostalgia
Classic red & white
tablecloths were the norm
less we forget
the styrofoam coolers
with chunks of broken ice
We laugh and reminisce
on moments that prove to be
rendered timeless in our minds
We dance and sing to great old
music, play cards and often
drink far to much
Nature has us in her world
as we show her the respect
that she is due and plan
the following year to gather
once again and PICNIC.
Written by
Allen Robinson  The Burgh
(The Burgh)   
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