In the distance, they saw
Tables laden with food
Not wanting to be rude
They headed out
One by one, forward march
Conveyances they lack
They’ll carry on their backs
All they will take
Determined oh they were
They kept the goal in sight
Focused with all their might
On the picnic
©2021 Annette Rochelle Aben
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