Camp

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Indigenous children doing a collage from nature – June Perkins

I saw a glow worm the other night and it reminded me of this camp.

Ripple Poetry

Mungali
We came
Sang, shared, sisterhood
Brotherhood, unity, treasure hunts
Peace

Little
Things sing
To the heart
Picking a song’s tune
Guitar

Unity
In camp
Everywhere we walk
Glow worms in line
Night

By June Perkins

Rippling on, this poem was written after attending an Indigenous youth empowerment Camp.

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Writer, photographer, lover of unity in diversity in thought and humanity - poet by nature, world citizen

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