A summery picnic

AShridge bathed in sunlight
An old oak decked in green
Subtle hues conflicted views
The most magickal of scene
On the grass Was laid a sheet
Our chairs And an array
Of salad dips and olives
And what was a lovely day

A really peaceful energy
A blessed interlude
My favourite witch in all the world
A carrolling etude
Spiced with the notes of angels
Sable hair and all
Beautifully chosen jewellery
And quietly she did sprawl

Out upon the sheet laid down
A wealth of beauty she
Possessing every fashion sense
She flourished avidly
A magnet for the suns rays
And a cloudless afternoon
Balsam clearly on her lips
And honey from the moon

She cut a fine fandango
A wonderful rapport
She has a healing countenance
And an aura to adore
As a consequence the picnic
Just developed beautifully
My choice above all others
To be in her company