Campfire

Colorful fire crackling

On dry Michigan wood

Campfire smell filling my nose

Arms wrap around me

Holding me tight

I hear little voices

Singing songs of rolling hills

And the taps on shoulders

Signify love and community

Our arms linked in a circle

Around the burning fears

Of our past

Forever we remember

That this is where we are

Completely

thankfully

And utterly

ourselves

This poem is about: 
Me
My community

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