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The night wind blows
Blow as might, it does not chill
For we have each other
Fueling our own heat.

As the dawn comes
A new day rises
Yawns are had by all
Smiles turn to frown.

Under no ones watchful eye, a mischievous bear visited the site
Helping himself to all the goodies left unattended
For nothing was off limits
Not even the Kind bars

Surprise and disappointment engulfed the group
Moans of hunger ensued
Shouts ‘We should go home’ followed
For this camping trip was over before it began.

The End

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PaganWitch
01:16 Feb 17 2022

I like your poem. I write myself so I know it takes courage to put your stuff out to be under scrutiny by others so keep writing it is a joy and also very empowering.

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