Poem
Posted On June 20, 2013
Here is my favorite poem. I think it reflects how I’ve always felt about camp and Girl Scouts.
So why do we do it?
What good is it?
Does it teach you anything?
Like determination? Invention? Improvisation?
Foresight? Hindsight?
Love?
Art? Music? Religion?
Strength or patience or accuracy or
quickness or tolerance or
Which wood will burn and how long
is a day and how far is a mile
And how delicious is water and smoky
green pea soup?
And how to rely
On your
Self?
Like it?
~Zigg