Camp Poem Week 7
POSTED 8.5.18 Blog

As the end of camp draws near
We’re saying goodbye and that’s so sad to hear
But we have to say goodbye
To all that we’ll see next year

Goodbye to the Farmhouse and Dining Hall
Goodbye to the laurel trees so tall

Goodbye to the Fields — Cabin A to Tent 9
I’ll think about them all the time

Goodbye to swimming in the lake so blue
There’s nothing that I would rather do

But most of all, goodbye to you
My good and loyal friends, so true
Just know I will remember you

Just when we have nothing to fear
We hear the old refrain of “stay here”
And we know we’ll meet again another year.

Anonymous Camper