Family Camp
It was a special time of life
With my children and my wife
In a tent among the trees
At a place called Camp Louise
Sitting around a campfire Friday night
And the big old moon was shining bright
Putting marshmallows on stick ends
Just sitting, talking with some friends
Telling stoories about an old black bear
Trying to give the kids a scare
The stars were shining high above
A time filled with laughter and with love.
With our energy all spent
We crawled into our tent
The bags were musty and the tent was damp
But we loved it there at family camp
In the morning right after daybreak
You could find us boating on the lake
As we moored the boat along the pier
Right behind the shed, we saw a deer
Two more days of playing in the sun
Fishing, hiking, having fun
Plenty of food and a campfire at night
For a few days a year, the world was right.
Those days are gone and our children grown
We wonder where the time has flown
But no matter how far apart we'll be
We will always have that memory.
Copyright © Vince Suzadail Jr. | Year Posted 2007
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