There's something about going back
to a childhood place -
A single exhale clears the soul.
Discoveries await in rocks and sand
and slippery fish send the heart racing.
Old Cousins Reunite
and new ones share the joy of laughter.
Marshmallows stretch like sweet, sticky taffy
Tangerine sunsets melt into a cool, starlit sky
Crackling campfires echo the soulful cry of loons.
It's what I call Cabin Magic.