Campouts Poems - Poems about Campouts

...Four hours of word games a night, with two I-pads on my lap, is absurd. But in the time it takes one to process I can be playing another word. Painting has slowed down a bit since I realized that......

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...That's When Innocence Ceased To Be Frilly dresses decorated with flowers Giggles that could melt the coldest heart Good night tickles and hugs and kisses Crayon colored pages of revealing art ......

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...Promises, Promises...boldy broken I spite these words when hastily spoken The act pledged is almost never the issue it's the scanning of priorties...somehow they missed you!! You would never ha......

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