A Comfortable, Cold, Camping Trip

We are driving 

Children are hiding

Going through the bushes

Going through the trees

They are all infront of me

Start to unpack as quickly 

As Usain Bolt I smell

The river smells like salt

At the fire 

Children roasting marshmallows

While the adults set up the 

Turning, tumbling, twisting tent

Everyone was asleep

It was pitch black 

Like the world without the sun

SO SCARY! Everyone had to have a teddy

Then go kayaking bye! See you next time