Camping

A glimpse into past moments brings a treasured memory Slowly climbing the steep slope taking in the mountains scenery A flutter of fear as we are drawing perilously close to the side This trip up the mountain brings sickening fear I try to hide Seems like forever before the hidden lake springs into sight The car pulls to a stop relief comes knowing we’re alright The tents go up, fires are built and fishing rods slung over a shoulder Tripping down the short trail pulling up a seat on a small flat boulder Lines in the water, antisipation spreading as you wait for that first bite Looking forward to reeling in the biggest fish for the frying pan tonight Back to camp loaded with fish, oh so proud of this days catch Laying in the open air under the stars a crackling fire there is no match Sitting around the fire singing and telling stories steaming cocoa in a cup Remembering the great family outings when I was growing up