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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=521347" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Camping at Lake Berryessa</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My children slept <br>on the thin vinyl floor <br>while above our tent, <br>just past the dark tree-line, <br>the Milky Way glimmered <br>like cool waves breaking<br>on the black coast<br>of the deep mountain sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All night <br>the lake whispered softly<br>under gentle western winds<br>as egret and owl<br>kept guardian eyes <br>on the sleeping<br>human shore.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">While watching my sons sleep, <br>I heard the low murmur <br>of wild turkey and possum<br>scuffling through dry dust and leaves, <br>searching our campground for leftovers<br>peanut butter crusts, hot dogs and beans, <br>any careless, easy meal, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">when I felt rolling pressure <br>pushing insistently at base of our tent, <br>and, alarmed, heard quick, powerful, <br>exploratory snorts.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Holding my breath, <br>I gazed into the deer’s <br>questioning, <br>fearless eyes, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">and wondered<br>if we campers<br>were part of this <br>ancient community, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">or welcomed, <br>honored guests, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">or simply curious, <br>rude intruders.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Steven+Federle">Steven Federle</a><div class=q>
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on the thin vinyl floor 
while above our tent, 
just past the dark tree-line, 
the Milky Way glimmered 
like cool waves breaking
on the black coast
of the deep mountain sky.

All night 
the lake whispered softly
under gentle wes..."></div>
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