by River J. (Grade 5)

As we pack the camper
full of food
and clothes,
we remember the summer
time, camping.

Backing up the camper
into the site,
moving the table
under the awning at night;
starting a fire
for cooking
the marshmallows
golden brown,
perfect as can be.

As I stare at the fire,
it brings back memories.
struggling for fire;
ready to sleep,
getting up
on the top bunk;
going to sleep.

The memories stop
as I find myself
half asleep
in my chair.

The next day,
I start the fire,
and go for a ride
on my red and green bike,
happy as can be.

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