October Camp

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I know it hurt,

words said that night...

the way they touched your soul

left you aching and burnt,

and you know they that

are close to you are

oh so unaware

of what they do and say,

but I'm here for you,

each night and each day,

and I'll choose to

remember the good

from that October night:


The campfire crackle,

snacks and s'mores,

getting ready for bed,

making our camp in the night,

then seeing your skin

in the Harvest Moon light,

love in the cool air chill,

and rest in my heart

your presence does fill —

despite disappointment,

I'm still glad that in

nature's autumn night

we were there,

in love under the moon

where for one another

we could give affection

and care.

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