Walking Down to Camp by Raymond A. Foss
Through the woods, dense around em walking to the camp A joy in the solitude, footsteps on the soft dirt road, forever damp in shadow lush woods, forest, with the scent of pine, of decay, of growing plants, ripe berries of bubbling brook, green and brown forest lost in thought, the present holding sway
Title 8/8/07, poem started 8/11/07 11:30, finished August 12, 2007 20:22 Our mission trip, from Wesley United Methodist Church, Concord, NH and from First United Methodist Church, Hudson, MA to Jacksonville and Machias, ME to the Down East Maine Mission, Jacksonville United Methodist Campground, East Machias, ME
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