Summer rain so warm and wet
only to be expected, yet….
I see a bit of blue sky there
Come my love, let’s not despair
It’s ages since we picnicked here
and now the sun’s come out it’s clear
we’ll sit down here beneath the trees
and rest our plates upon our knees
Oh, don’t you love a picnic tea
Ouch! I’ve been stung – a bumble bee!
Peter Matthews, a country boy at heart, lives with his wife of 47 years in the suburbs of Nottingham, England. His greatest achievement is that he has aged fairly gracefully but has avoided growing up. Peter has written poetry from the age of sixteen and blogs regularly at www.pollymermaid.wordpress.com.