Turon Gates

I camp at this place whilst listening to the birds chirp,

thinking who was here before me.

A windy breeze whistles through me, tickling my arm hair, giving me a calm feeling as I sit on a chair.

I can taste smores as I spend as much time as I can with my family, feeling so grateful to even have one.

I feel so cold as I drink my cocoa, realising how beautiful mother nature is.

I realise that mother nature supplies us with anything we all need.