In a meadow where the daisies dance

Beneath the sun's golden glance

I spread my blanket onto the ground

Joy and nostalgia all around

 

The wind whispers through the breeze 

Little birds sing sweetly from the trees

My basket filled with simple treats

Laid out lavishly for us to feast

 

A game of tips beneath the trees

Leaves rustling, our joyful pleas

The sunbeams dance on the meadow, so lush and green

So magical, straight out of a dream

 

The sky paints gorgeous colours, blues and gold hues,

As dusk softly rises, displaying an evening view

We sip on juice with smiles aglow

With every bite, our joy grows

 

When shadows grow long and the sun starts to dip,

We'll pack up our memories, take one last trip.

For every picnic under skies clear and blue,

Is woven with friendship, a bond tied tight and true.