Tonight Gina is hosting Haibun Monday at D’Verse Poets. She has prompted us to write about a picnic memory. Growing up my family always used any day out in the country as picnic time. However, my very own favorite one was a Teddy Bears Picnic that I would have at home with my favorite teddies. We would sit on a blanket on the floor together and I would be ‘mother’ and serve them tea, biscuits and cake.
A perfect picnic
On the red tartan blanket
Just Teddies and me
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©
When my mother wanted me to nap she would play an old record called the Teddy Bears’ Picnic and I found it on YouTube so you can listen here. It is quite old from 1932. Someone out there might remember it too!