the girl i met at camp

front lawns

frogs 

crochet projects

and tears

bring mind to your

fairytale girl

she laughs like a poet would (and does)

and moves my fingers

on the ukulele strings

she brings the words out of my mouth

and she helps the snakes find homes.

when i first met her,

it was at a camp

we talked for hours and hours

and wrote songs

then when pickup came

we said goodbye

i went home and told

my parents

about the girl i met at camp

and what i said...

"she has the bluest eyes

and brownest hair

she reminds me of a princess

from far away

she looks like a fairy

and sings like a dove"

and i never knew then

that she would become my love.