Picnic with Friends

So... I'm not really inactive in this blog, just checking my tagboard. I'm still studying for my exam and last night I wrote this poem. Inspiration; Tiny cakes made of rubber.

We walk down the slope,

And reach the beautiful lake,

We sit on the picnic blanket,

And eat the brownies we bake.

The sun is shining bright,

So we shelter under the tree,

We chat as we eat,

And didn't bother the annoying bee.

We pick out ixoras from bushes,

And make friendship rings

Butterflies start to join us,

And show off their wings.

I take out my binoculars,

And we share to see birds flying,

When the sun begins to set,

I wave goodbye at them and cry.

Unforgettable picnic with friends,

I keep crying when they leave,

Crouching under the tree,

And the witnesses is only dried leaves