The Picnic

by Dorothy Aldis

We brought a rug for sitting on,
Our lunch was in a box.
The sand was warm. We didn't wear
Hats or shoes or socks.

Waves came curling up the beach.
We waded. It was fun.
Our sandwiches were different kinds.
I dropped my jelly one.

If you are the copyright holder of this poem and it was submitted by one of our users without your consent, please contact us here and we will be happy to remove it.