You can close your eyes to things you don’t want to see, you can close your ears to things you don't want to hear, but you can’t close your heart to things you don’t want to feel.
Camping
At one morning
I lay wide awake
Watching the stars
Listening to the rippling river
Smell the fire getting low
Tasting the s'mores still in my teeth
Feel the warm flannel blankets
As I burrow underneath