Camp Whippoorwill
Ants on the counter
doing their thing
Marching me back
to Camp Whippoorwill
Sweet little Lily Bean’s
bug on the table
Flabbergasted City Mom
cracks us up at dinner
Seven or Eight
They are small
Twin helmet heads
climing walls
Tree lined nature walk
Happy faced caterpillar
bobbing in the trail, Hello!
My brave girl brings
him to safety
Mothers and Daughters!
Welcome to
Rosie Posie’s Noodle Pool
Fifteen noodles each now
Girl Scouts around the fire
Clapping, singing songs
Town and Country melting pot
S’mores in every paw
Activity overload
beaten, we bail
back to the campsite
To gather nuts for
Fur friends
Nocturnal alien life
terrorizing tents
or is it just racoons?
Here is my hand,
let’s go back and see
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Brings me back to fun times long ago playing with kids outdoors. Love the short lines, the rhyme, the title.