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~ In The Darkness ~
The flames flicker from the
camp fire
They leap up in the air
They lick at the leaves high
above
The ground around the fire is
bare.
The lightning bugs are
blinking in the darkness
The moths hover near the light
The crickets are calling out
to each other
The insects are making music
this night.
The fallen branches are
creaking
As if an animal is breaking
them apart
The fire seems to be drawing
them near
Any sudden movement and
they'll dart.
I see a shadow in the
moonlight
I think it might be a deer
I slowly peek around the tree
He's so magnificent and shows
no fear.
I see movement out of the
corner of my eye
As two more venture into view
There are now three deer
standing so close
This is too good to be true.
The evening started with a
campfire
I became aware of everything
around
My hearing and vision became
in tune
With what I can see and hear year
round.
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