Let’s go sit underneath a tree
With sandwiches—just you and me
We’ll have some fruit, take in the sounds
Of nature thriving all around
We’ll praise the birds and shoo the ants
And spill some mustard on our pants
We’ll sip on lemonade and sigh
And comment on the pretty sky
Warmed by the sun, we’ll kindly thank it
While sitting on our picnic blanket
With sandwiches—just you and me
We’ll have some fruit, take in the sounds
Of nature thriving all around
We’ll praise the birds and shoo the ants
And spill some mustard on our pants
We’ll sip on lemonade and sigh
And comment on the pretty sky
Warmed by the sun, we’ll kindly thank it
While sitting on our picnic blanket
© 2025 Teresa Miles Kephart
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