There is nowhere I'd rather be
Than here, underneath this tree.
The moon high above to see,
A campfire just out in front of me.
Whispers in the wind are heard all around.
Trills, chirps, croaks and a bark abound.
A distant car on gravel makes a new sound.
An acorn falls through the leaves and hits the ground.
The air has cooled to my delight.
A touch of fall is felt tonight.
Summer's grip is not as tight.
The season will change without much fight.
A cloud has covered the moon in the sky.
The fire has dwindled and about to die.
Knowing I have to get up, I let out a sigh.
It was great to be out here for this guy.
A Relaxing Night Around A Campfire
There Is Nowhere I'd Rather Be
Published by Family Friend Poems January 2021 with permission of the Author.
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