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Camp Comes to Life

by Keegan

As I

walk through

my camp

I notice

The campfire,

The river,

And the trees

Then I wonder

how it feels

to be those things.

         Campfire

I am the blazing fire

          warming you on a  

          cold star-lit

          night

          The burning flames

          crackling

          in the night

          while the crickets sing

          I am the blazing, burning fire

         River

          I am the wet, streaming river

          My currents strongly

          pushing

and

          pulling you.

          Deep inside my pools

          lays priceless

treasure

I am the wet, streaming river.

Trees

I am the tall, strong trees

Standing tall

above the rest

Standing strong

against all storms

I am the tall, strong trees.

Now I’m walking through

my camp

and

I know

how it feels

to be

The blazing, burning fire,

The wet, streaming river,

And the tall, strong trees.