Poem for her 818

Dear Readers,


Picnic benches


There was that one in the park
There was the one by the river
The one in the back yard in town
There by the trees by the cabin is another
We need a lot of them
For picnics

There is that basket we have had a while
There are the ones from the shops
They stay stocked of some things
While others tool in and out

Over by the bench where the ants live
There is a sign
Ants have names
Call them when dropping food

Over by the trees the benches have names too
There painted on them
There are several more benches than table space
We change the benches by the trip
Green furry and his cousin yellow green
Names funny and names by color
There in the city just green and blue
Or did we name red too

To many benches to count these days
Just picnic and mark the calendar for next time
3 days hence on the rainy day of the week
Just yonder there under the eaves
Picnic there


Happy Birthday Babe,

Charles.