Ruthie

16

Camp River Ranch
The mist rises from the lake/
I touch the morning water from my canoe/
It’s warm, too warm to bake/
I’ve got a few songs to review/

Two weeks is a long time/
To cry and bond and laugh/
Our lives are prime,/
I’ll say we all learned, on everyone’s behalf/

As we go away from hear,/
We think of each other and wish we were near