Somewhere in Maine

Walking down a peaceful lane
In Acadia National Park in Maine,
We find a place to have our feast
And spread our blanket without the least
Care in the world or worriment
About how much money we have spent.

We took a vacation to have some fun
And hope to white-water raft before it’s done!
We open the wooden basket to look:
Of course, I’ve brought my favorite book!
And writer’s notebook, a sketchbook, too,
Some pencils and pencils – more than a few.

Wine, some chicken, fruit and cheese,
I’ll take some of this and that and these!
A plastic glass to fill with wine,
So relaxed and feeling fine!

While lying on the blanket munching,
Something starts my back to hunching.
Tiny visitors have joined our feast  –
They’re little soldiers – they’re little beasts!

The ants come marching one by one
To ruin all our picnic fun.
And now the bees have joined the chase,
I fear we’ll have to leave this place…
And what just bit me?  Could it be?
That mosquito is attacking me!


We cannot win this insect fight,
And I didn’t get a chance to write!
So next time ‘fore I think to roam,
I’ll think again…
                          and stay at home!