Gather 'round, my friends, it's time for some fun,
We're here at girls' camp, with the stars and the sun.
But the best part of all, is the campfire at night,
Where we sing and we dance, and the flames burn bright.
We start with some s'mores, oh so sweet and so gooey,
And tell stories of ghosts, both creepy and spooky.
Then we break out the guitars, and the drums and the flutes,
And we make some sweet music, with some awesome tunes.
We sing songs of friendship, and of love and of laughter,
And we cherish each moment, for now and hereafter.
For this time that we have, is a gift beyond measure,
And we hold it so close, like a priceless treasure.
So let's keep the fire burning, both bright and so bold,
And let's keep on singing, until the night grows old.
For the memories we make, will last a lifetime or two,
And we'll always remember, this night with our crew.
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To all you lovely readers, who've taken the time to see, This poem about girls' camp and all our revelry, I'd like to say a special thanks, from the bottom of my heart, For sticking with me to the end, right from the very start.
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Quincy.V
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Comments (4)
Really liked that, a really lovely tale of great time and great memories. Reminded me of camping.
Making memories. Lovely poem, Quincy. It's hard work to create such smooth flow. Good work!
Nice👍👍👍
Oh, yes. There's something about a camp fire that makes everything better! Awesome!