My Camping Trip

by Christopher Cole   Jul 4, 2005


I went camping on June 30th,
Then I returned on Independence Day.
Many things went on that week,
many things to say.

Nature was there every minute I looked,
including the cute little striped raccoons.
You could look in the dark,
and see their eyes light up like the moon.

Yes we stayed dirty,
from the time we got there until the time we left.
I caught five fish,
but none of them I kept.

It rained and rained everyday,
nature was all around.
We stayed wet so did the trees,
and water was on the ground.

There were many creatures,
and so many things to do.
The peace and quiet,
was lovely and true.

My camping trip was so great,
every night I stayed up by the fire.
I loved my camping trip,
cause it was my desire.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Brookeღ

    You painted a perfect picture of your trip! You were able to capture the beauty in nature as well! I haven't been camping since I was very young but I remember those days. Good job! ~Brooke~