It's picnic time, rug on the grass;
Fish and chips may not have class
But don't they taste good in the sun
And bring a warm glow to the tum?
Mum and Thomas take a break
It's so laid-back here, time to take
A moment to admire the scene
Where eucalpts are always green.
Australia – land of sharp contrast
Modern towns, primeval past
Wide open spaces next to none
Red soil, blue skies and burning sun.
Thomas, born here, knows it well
But what he thinks, no one can tell
Yes, outdoors is the place to be
With distant views of beach and sea...
Away from childcare, time to chill
Outdoor eating is a thrill
Cuddling up with Mum, replete
The day for Thomas is complete!
(c) Poet in the woods 2017