Last picnic
It might have been stated differently:
Let this picnic
Not ever be our last
Instead
Let’s hope for many more
A loaf of bread
Some grapes & cheese
A simple lunch
Please
Unfold a quilt &
Let’s languish by the side of the sea
Wander & wonder
Amongst bright orange
And yellow leaves
Winter is sure to come
And with warmth of a fire
And your love
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