Scavenging the forest to find some wild berries
To add to the caught fish from the flowing river
On this family trip with terminal liver
To bond through adventure and share old histories

Building smores on fire and sleeping under stars
With no electronic and imagination
Running through all the games and some new creation
Hugging, kissing, cuddling, everlasting memoirs

Reality sets in, and life is a short trip
Only seeing a part and leaving the future
From dream to fantasy, past the scars of suture

Leaving behind the love past the physical grip
A spirit long-lasting in blissful memories
In your coldest of breath, in the warmest stories