Poem of the Week: "Back at Camp" by Josh Eliot

From L to R: Josh Eliot, Kamani Washington, & Sixth Street Youth Program Co-Director Libby Mislan writing in the BC Garden 

With fall well underway, many of us have fallen into the bustle of school, projects at work, and a whole host of new endeavors. Nostalgia for the ease of summer sets in as the temperatures drop and our workloads increase. We loved this poem written by Sixth Street Youth Program attendee Josh Eliot that perfectly captures the magic of summer.     

I wish I was back at camp 
With no worries,

Doing whatever I want,
No 6th grade threat on my mind.
 
I wish I was back at the place 
That calms my mind 
Just to think about it.
 
I wish I could just feel the 
Carelessness 
And the joy of 
Pure nothingness,
 
The don’t worry feeling of 
Nothing matters, 
The no parents feeling.
 
I wish I could just feel the 
Pure water of Lake Victory 
Wash over my face.
 
I wish I could feel my hands 
Slide over the warm clay 
As I use the wheel.
 
I wish I could feel the feel 
Of always being with friends, 
Like evening activity 
And hanging in the dark.
 
I wish I was back at camp
I wish I was back at camp
I wish I was back at camp!