Around the campfireA Poem by StewartIm just trying to get off the loving and losing routine for a minute.
Just sitting around the campfire with family and friends,
Just talking amd reminising, The adults talk about their past while the kids sit around listening, Someone pulls out a guitar and we all begin to sing, What joy can a campfire bring, The flames. The glow. The anger and stress of the world burns away with the flames, We sit back relaxing, thinking, living. Oh If only we could sit the world around one big campfire. © 2012 StewartReviews
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