Evyn Gadd is a long-time camper at GFC, and will be spending this summer on K-I-B-B-U-T-Z!
Camp
Green trees and fresh air
My home away from home
It’s the best place ever, I swear
Where friends are more like family
That’s the way it feels to me
From Bonim to Kibbutz
I love my GFC
When we’re hanging in the cabin
Or laughing in the sun
You can’t imagine the pain I feel
When it is all done
Then the laughter turns to crying
And you don’t want it to end
You need someone to comfort you
And they are, your friends
Then your parents pick you up
And you bust say “goodbye”
And then you are all hugging
Trying not to cry
You grab your pillow and your bags
You promise to keep in touch
We look forward to seeing each other soon
They will be missed, so much
Then the seasons pass
And soon the time will come
When you’re in the car and on your way
To playing in the sun
Your car drives down the winding roads
You can almost see the gates
You’re waiting in the line of cars
And you can hardly wait!
Soon you are dashing in between
Hoping the wait will end
There they are! Standing there!
Your entire group of friends!
“We’re all back! Reunited!”
We all cheer with glee
we dash off to our cabin
arm and arm
just them and me