CAMP MERIDALE
It's summer.
The air is hot.
The sun dances in glimmers on the surface of the lake.
Laughter echoes through the trees from groups of campers.
The sun dips down behind the trees.
Campfire crackles.
Girls huddle with flashlights.
S'mores.
Sticky marshmallows.
White smear.
Dropped.
Sticky mound in the pine needles.
Start again!
Campfire crackles, sparks and pops.
Fire fairies floating up from the flames.
Fire will die out.
Faces smeared with chocolate.
Happy Girl Scouts.
Day is done.
S. Hickox
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