Treasuring Memories Of Camping Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Striding along trails in forests planted and nourished
by God, Himself.

Pine scents wafting our way, treasuring memories of our
camping days beneath them.

Bringing to mind, wonderful times that we've had through
the years with our sons.

A complete and total atmosphere we could live in and enjoy
while camping, fishing and being together as a family.

Great pleasure and many experiences that were had through
our family camping trips.