Camping

Isn’t this just marvelous

With the light of the campfire

We hold our soft Marshmallows

And put them on a long wire

The tents are all set up nice

And leaves from trees fly by

Now it feels like paradise

As we look up to the sky

The marshmallows are browning

We take them off on purpose

And eat them without frowning

Isn’t this just marvelous

(c) 2019 Tanner Stevenson