The Picnic Poem by Billy Loving

The Picnic



Disappearing stream
Awakening from a dream
Scene from long ago
Smiling face that sets my heart aglow
Full pink pouting lips
Soothing voice as she sips
Gentle eyes filled with love
A precious gift from God above
Sweet fragrance tickles the nose
Blushing cheeks, red as a rose
Just a dream, fading so fast
Life's simple pleasures, only briefly do they last

Thursday, October 29, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: dreaming
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Margaret O Driscoll 03 January 2016

I can easily picture this scene Billy

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