Before the cold of night,
We sit by campfire's light.
Warmed by pure delight.
About the Creator
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Before the cold of night,
We sit by campfire's light.
Warmed by pure delight.
More stories from Ahsha Clayton and writers in Poets and other communities.
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I love how you made this rhyme!