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Camping
March 5, 2018
I hear no birds,
And see the stars,
The crickets are wide awake,
My brother is not.
Rustle Rustle, go the leaves,
I tiptoe away,
From the orange tents,
I see deer to my left,
A brook to my right,
And... eyes straight ahead?
RUNNINGRUNNINGRUNNING,
Back to the orange tents.
I hear birds,
And see no stars,
For I am fast asleep.
© Geneva M., Hagatna, Guam
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