Summer camp-out

The campfire sparkles, crackles, in the night And throws erratic shadows on the grass. We built it while the day still had some light And sat around it watching daylight pass. We had a snack of hot dogs (Just one more), And then made popcorn over glowing coals, And watched the big red sun from the lake's shore Sink to its fiery bed beyond the knolls. The wood smoke smell permeates our senses, Our faces fire flushed, shoulders damp with dew. Out here where there are not any fences, A constant stream of wildlife passes through. A camping weekend is a great release Returning to your soul a sense of peace.

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