summer camp

Summer is a time for me to read and to study, to rest and to watch the little boys play.

Every day we swim together.

Every day we’re happy here.

There’s a permanent hole that’s been left in my soul.

Every day I feel it.

Every day I know it’s there.

There’s a song in my heart and a smile inside

A path finding me here on the outside, too

There’s a wonder in the week of arts and crafts.

There’s a square times four on the basketball court.

There’s a quiet in the shadow of a pitiless sun

A remembrance of the One who gave the summer

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