Camp

Hello

I joined again

In hopes that the muse will come back.

I miss you.   Jake, Dillon, Kerra, and a few others.

The line,  Mery and  more.  The  bike

that sits in the

forest.

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In

dreams there

are places to visit sights

to be seen. Adventures to be found.

I watch, I write I follow these friends, a box to

be opened.  Do I dare? Do I creep behind?

I do! For a rainbow leads the way;

To a goal a treasure

somewhere

new.

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Hearts Desire

Hearts Desire

I was walking down a moonlit path one night,
Dancing before me a shimmer of light,
Opening up into a glem shimmering green,
Thousands of fireflies, twinkles of lights and
Whisps of dreams.

Dancing and twirling they coax me,
Over the mushroom ring I step and sink,
Faster and faster they twirl,
“Where are you taking me?” I whisper.
Watching the glimmering lights.

“To your hearts desire,” I thought I heard
I stood up still with in the mushroom ring,
I started to drift up to the stars.
Above the trees I have no fear,
My friends, whirling lights circling around.

We drifted with the breeze of the night,
Over the mountains, and the sea.
What is my hearts desire?
I smiled and relaxed; this is my heart,
The moonlit path with shimmering lights.