When morning came
We packed up the tent
And our sleeping
And the rest of our things
And this time we traveled together
The birds were singing sweetly
The dewdrops kissed the flower gently
The honeysuckles smelled so sweet
And accented the forest path beautifully

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After awhile it was time for lunch
We took the knapsacks off our backs
And reached inside
For a jar of honey
And some cold water
Along with some fish
That you caught the other day
After we ate
We were on our way again

**~Marian~