Final Camp Fire

Trees surround A field of waving grassStars wink In the dark of the nightSmoke Moving freely through the twilightFilling campers’ nosesVoices blendSoftly in beautiful harmonyAsh dancesTo the skyOn the musicWarmthSeeps into everyone chasing The cold breeze awayFriends gatherAround the glow Where a cross standsMighty and tallWatchingOver them allThe fire is laughing and dancingIn colors of redOrange and YellowCrackle PopLaughter and Love formThe bonds that will never fadeThe trees willWaveGood-byeThe fire will slowly fadeAs the campers leaveNature will whisper one more thingAs the end has comeSee you again next year 

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