Come out, come out, wherever you are
Sing out a tune, or play your guitar
Spring flowers are blooming, the grass smells so sweet,
Come sit among us, come find a seat
Spring flowers are blooming, the grass smells so sweet,
Come sit among us, come find a seat
A light breeze is blowing... Look, the kite lifts!
The picnic basket will open, we'll give you our gifts
We'll tell our stories to you and no other
A toast for our friendship, and a big hug for mother
We invite you for an early Mother’s Day picnic
Right here where you are
Come meet all of us:
James DiBenedetto, Author Ruth Cardello, Uvi Poznansky, John A. Miller,
Elaine Raco Chase, Stephanie Giancola, Mary Campisi, Donna Fasano,
Stacy Drumtra Juba, Aaron Paul Lazar,
Charity Parkerson, Libby Fischer Hellmann, Barbara Silkstone
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