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Camping
In tents some great adventures dwell. Intense are nights where flashlights swell. Sites are intimate and spacious. Sights agree, the Lord is gracious. Peeks of heaven's breath surround us. Peaks within trek's reach astound us. Wood is obtained for bright campfires. Would the stars contain more desires? Chilly's the night's bite, but fire's hot. Chili warms in a blazing pot. Bear tracks establish remote paths. Bare your heart and permit it baths. Tales are told with a stirring hush. Tails are hidden in every brush. Close the tent door, starve mosquitoes. Clothes are laid out before we doze. Creaks pierce the woods; we turn and toss. Creeks trickle nearby trees with moss. Dew rinses clean night's unsound fears. Do saplings emerge from your tears? Cents are exchanged for a shower. Scents of nature overpower. Deer prance upon nature's backyard. Dear mom, enjoy every postcard. Write when something touches your heart. Right here in the midst I must start. 3/11/2021 (homophone beginnings)
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