Twelve hours in sitting in the car
I finally get out and look up to see the stars.
I look at my brother,
His face facing away from me
looking at our cottage.
We are all excited.
We walk towards the chapel,
standing in the middle of the forest.
The boys have made toys out of sticks
and are sword fighting with them.
Suddenly, we stand stunned
by the beauty of the chapel.
We walk off the path towards the creek.
My brothers seek something to climb on
They crossed the creek quickly on the log.
We all got wet.
I remember this trip really well.
We all had a swell time,
and can't wait to go back again soon.
Assonance
Alliteration
Sibilance
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