His first week of Boy Scout Camp
in the Summer of 2003
He had just finished fifth grade
and he’d be gone for a week
a whole, entire week.
Gone all the way to Camp Daniel Boone
in the mountains of North Carolina
where he’d sleep in a tent
and swim in a cold mountain lake.
He came home tanned,
and very pleased with himself.
I thought he had a sore throat
from sleeping outdoors all week.
The I realized
his voice had started to change.
It’s hard to let them
Disclaimer: One of this week’s prompts on Mama Kat’s Writers’ Workshop involves writing a 20-line poem dedicated to a favorite item of clothing. I’m not consciously trying to find things to get sappy and emotional about as my eldest chick prepares to leave the nest . . . really.