Pack a Lunch / Have a Picnic

Looks, to me, it’s gonna be

A good time, apple-shine, scent of pine day.

Polished and tasty,

Fresh from the

Morn’s cornucopian buffet.

Constant and steady,

No plans at the ready,

Completely at spontaneity’s call.

Go pack a lunch.

No, wait. Pack a basket,

Enough for a picnic.

To hell with it all.

Should we walk?

Should we drive?

Would we feel more alive

To set off in directions

Completely unknown?

Do we seek out a place where

The clock stops at midday

With nary a worry about

Getting back home?

We enjoy our repast

From the first to the last

As frivolous time slips slowly away.

And the treasures we found,

Both sweet and profound.

Pack a lunch.

Have a picnic.

Savor the day.

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