Camp

The calming call of the cicada's song during sunrise
The lake stretches its way up and down making the boats feel sick
Goannas rustling the brown crunchy leaves
Kangaroos hiding in the bushes
Rain flooding the dry dirt and tuning it into mud
Travelling from tent to tent caravan to caravan
Fire making the branches grow weak
Floods overflowing the lake
Marshmallows on fire
Glow sticks light up the night
It's all over now next year we will be back.