It was a beautiful day for a picnic.
The sky was the deepest blue
with a bright yellow sun hiding too-
Hiding behind fluffy white clouds, wasnt it?
You were stunning. Radiant.
Your auburn hair lit up in the sun
and made the lush grass pale in comparison.
You were dressed in the purest white
with not a speck of dirt to be seen.
It was impossible not to stare
as you lounged on the checkered blanket by my side.
Oh how I longed to hold you
and stroke your lovely hair!
To kiss your lips and cheek
and clutch you close to my heart.
It was a perfect day for a picnic,
but you didnt have to spend it with me.
I understand it's been three years
since you buried me under our tree.
Live your life in radiance and sunlight,
my dear.
Be free.