By The Campfire- We sat around the campfire On a chilly night Telling spooky stories In the pale moonlight Then we added some more logs, To make the fire bright, And sang some favorite camp songs Together with all our might. And when the fire flickered and embers began to form. We snuggled in our sleeping bags all cozy, tired, and warm.
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Soph, that poem sounds like us... I hope.
love, Mama
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