Notes About The Poem
I am a Scout Master Wednesday nights for a small troop that meets at my church.

Bridging Scouts

Den Mothers,
Cub Master, and others
Around a fake campfire ‘burning’ bright--
Present a Webelo with an Arrow of Light.
He’s the Pack Meeting’s special honoree this night.
Crossing the bridge, no more a Cub Scout
They know what they’re about:
Bridging Scouts!
Mark Halliday/WarriorPoet 11 May 2014
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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A   Avatar
June 8, 2014 at 2:15 PM
once again, thank you for the reply below
Onclaud Avatar
May 31, 2014 at 12:58 PM
i just can't help but remember my girl scout days, mark.. just splendid.. sweet congrats on your award in my challenge.. huggs
Halliday Avatar
June 3, 2014 at 9:35 AM
By the way, you might also like my song called Scouters.
Halliday Avatar
May 31, 2014 at 7:14 PM
It was a good theme to work with. I was glad I could come up with something unexpected with it.
Mehta Avatar
May 31, 2014 at 5:17 AM
Congrats on thge win with this perfect Trois Par Huit, Mark
Halliday Avatar
May 31, 2014 at 7:13 PM
Thanks Dr. Mehta.
A   Avatar
May 29, 2014 at 6:41 PM
Mark, Congratulations, in Nette's "TROIS PAR HUIT A BRIDGE contest." always~ Linda
Halliday Avatar
May 31, 2014 at 7:12 PM
Thanks Linda.
Gorelick Avatar
May 28, 2014 at 2:11 PM
Hey, like your original take on the contest. Ill bet your a scout master ....congrats. BG
Halliday Avatar
May 28, 2014 at 2:34 PM
You guessed right; in fact my small troop meets tonight at my church building. I've been a Cub Master several times, and Ass't Scout Master twice, and now a Scout Master and a Merit Badge Counselor.
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