Member Poem

The sky is clear in noondays light
The warmth of sun, the cooling breeze
Hand in hand our steps are light
We’ve carefully planned this in our dreams

To spend the day wasting away
Upon a hill to see the world
On the grass up there we’ll lay
And let our hopes and dreams unfurl

Round the pond and toward the hill
We feel the beauty of our land
The buzz of bees and smell of dill
This world we’ve made here with our hand

Each potted plant and planted flower
Each stepping stone and hedge that’s trimmed
Each piece has taken a precious hour
But now we’re done our time has slimmed

Our time to rest and dream has come
With wine and cheese and bread and meat
Our work and toil here is done
The picnic time has come, Let’s eat!