the smell
of a camp fire
the sound
of a screen door
slamming shut
the agony
of spending 8 hours
in a car
with my brothers
the cabins
the lodge
the boats
the lake
vanilla swirl
running around the camp
pretending to be Harry Potter
making up spells
fighting dragons
going on the greatest of adventures
and just
being a kid
being in a place
where your imagination
could run wild
the only place
i could ever be
myself
the only place
i ever felt
freedom
May 10, 2016
May 10, 2016 at 6:01 PM UTC
the smell
of a camp fire
the sound
of a screen door
slamming shut
the agony
of spending 8 hours
in a car
with my brothers
the cabins
the lodge
the boats
the lake
vanilla swirl
running around the camp
pretending to be Harry Potter
making up spells
fighting dragons
going on the greatest of adventures
and just
being a kid
being in a place
where your imagination
could run wild
the only place
i could ever be
myself
the only place
i ever felt
freedom
