Night of Camp – Poem

NIGHT OF CAMP

Tireless nights
Deep dark skies
Children gather
We all then chatter
That is the night of Camp

The time becomes late
I can’t think straight
We need to rush to bed
Let’s brush our teeth instead
That is the night of Camp

Sleeping soundly
The dark surrounds me
Snoozing and snoring
Confusing and soaring
THAT IS THE NIGHT OF CAMP!

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