Saturday, February 4, 2012

A Night In The Forest

We set up our tent

As the sky darkens quickly

The ground is squishy and soft

I walk towards the tent, past the warm fire

Thousands of different shades of green

As far as the eye can see

I take off my pine needle encrusted, mud covered boots

And enter the comfort of the tent

Before I fall asleep I zip up all the doors

I sink into my sleeping bag

And listen to the loud silence

The steady dribbling of the rain above my head

And the trees whispering to each other

The river sings a mysterious lullaby

As the stars declare the night

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