At camp we...

There is a Place I Know.

At camp we are we, 

not I. 

Not restricted by our boundaries

(which can be quite high)

But bouncing off of them into the hearts of others

The chairs, tubes and missing parts do not define us.

The "sizzles" that make us giggle like nuts

The giggles are obvious fun

We start to forget about all the cuts

Not just to our flesh, some are pretty fresh

But also to our hearts 

Many of which are historic

Old souls, with lots of life

This laughter helps to heal what may be hurt

It is the love in others that helps us adjust

to this new world, one we aren't used to living in. 

One we finally feel free of sin.

It is the constant kind words, hugs, and high fives that make us feel "normal"

Not outcasted, strange, and permanently ill

We build tents blindly, make impromptu speeches, and tell stories confidently

We write creatively, lead with our heads held high, and live thankfully

We are leaders, big leaders

No longer just dreamers

We have found our purpose on this earth

finally, a rebirth

But you and I are so much more

Two people that were meant to meet.

Invitations to future meetings.

Tears when you heard I was leaving

Those four days feeling like heaven in a lifetime

But I could not get back to your arms in time

The giant of all hugs, towering over 

I am as lucky as a four leaf clover

To have my red-headed giant storming the trails with me

I felt more alive than N.Y.C

Sailing in the wind and dancing around in my sun lit t-shirt.

Jeopardy, "sweet" letters, and having fun at concerts

Taking silly pictures, interviews, shadowing and building structures

L-Team Jars, frozen tops and leaving it to nature

Before we both knew it,  it was time for departure

As these words are written 

I wish I could be hidden

in this beautiful eden 

that we both call home. 

It never gets any easier to depart from the ones we love both old and new

Here come the waterworks right on cue

It is not just streams of sadness running down my cheeks

Happiness I will also keep

on and on in my heart.

I sing to myself

just be yourself

because there is a place to go 

Oh, there is a place I know

and they call it Merrywood.