Saturday, June 25, 2011

An Ode to Camping

The bags were packed, the ice chest full.

Tread not here or you'll fall into a duel.

 No river made the tracks stand out.

 With no water there was not even a pout.

 The hike uphill was hot; we were beat,
But this view God has is so complete.

 Sweet stories were read with care and love,
While falling asleep with stars up above. 

More hiking next day, up a new mount.

While Kendrick with feather held some clout.

To the pool we did dip, trying to stay chilled.

For this trip we were ultimately thrilled.

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