A Happy Camper
.
In the wind I stand
at the edge
where the sea touches
soft the shore.
There I gaze up
at the skyline
where the sea
expands even more.
Witnessing this
majestic scene,
though small, I feel big,
standing tall.
But to Sea and Sky,
what am I?
Just a happy camper,
that's all!
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