January 13, 2015

Sometimes

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Sometimes I think back to the summer nights,
when we roamed the woods,
and were alive.

Sometimes I think back to the campfire ring,
and the faces aglow with golden light,
and the voices singing.

Sometimes people surprise you,
because their memories help you sleep at night,

and you never even saw it coming.




/camp is a miracle/
xoxo


14 comments:

  1. Me too. And then I laugh at myself for ever thinking we wouldn't get along... Camp is the best family I could have asked for. <3

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  2. This touched a part of my heart that needed touching today. And I don't even know why... but yeah.

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  3. You are legitimately one of the most amazing writers ever. I love how heartfelt your posts are and how easy it s to put yourself into the writing and get lost in the words.

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    1. Oh my goodness. These words are some of the most dear and encouraging I have ever read. Thank you.

      xoxo

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  4. My goodness! I love camping! I hope to go in the spring!
    ~Emily

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    1. Oh, I so love it too! I hope you can go! :-D

      xoxo

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  5. SUMMER!!! I can't wait for summer, but I also dread it, too. :)

    xoxo Morning

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    1. YAY! I feel like this is going to be a brilliant one. <3

      xoxo

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be kind.

xx