PICNIC TABLE

 An object, not of the living as it did exist brand 

 It arrived one day, pieces of many, not yet whole.

 One step at a time, created was this picnic table,

 Used by many, sat at it for many years did I.

 Aged with time, with each day a table grew older,

 For the next five years its purpose would change.

 Sitting mostly lonely except when I opened the garage,

 My picnic table was of good use, I would do work on it.

 It came time to say goodbye, old and decayed,

 A picnic table now rests on the grass, next to a 
 Beautiful tree.
               Keith Garrett

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