Picnic

Fabares Shelley 3 0 269 0
On a picnic morning without a warning I looked at you and somehow I knew On a day for singing, My heart went winging A picnic grove was our rendezvous You and I in the sunshine We strolled the fields amd farms At the last light of evening, I held you in my arms So when days grow stormy And lonely for me I just recall picnic time and you.

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