Best Scouting Poems

Silly the sadness over
less than perfect noses,
shapes that were a bit
too plump in some places,
and far too lean in preferred
others – now much older,
youth in itself seems perfection
enough – 
            Young cares, those
mountains we...

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The canvas tents, a khaki tight,
Beneath Corregidor's fading light.
The island breeze, a salty sigh,
A memory beneath that sky.

The echoing silence stark and deep,
Where wartime secrets used to sleep.
A crackling fire, a fragile gleam,
Lost in a half-forgotten dream.

The scent of earth and ocean spray,
Where history lingered...

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