The pressure of life has gotten to me.

Camping in nature will set me free.

Totally alone, no people about.

This is a place I can scream and shout.

Stars my canopy, the Milky Way is clear.

Off in the distance I see a deer.

Smores on the campfire, I have for desert.

Me and my thoughts, in a warm flannel shirt.

I crawl in my tent, asleep right away.

Tomorrow at sunrise, I’ll enjoy the day.