I have this old camp sign that came from Maine. On the back are signatures and dates from 1947 to about 1957. Must be the names of the people that stayed at the camp. I just hung it up by the back door. I just can't wait any longer.You can't see it, but right next to the sign is a huge old pine tree...
the night will never stay, the night will still go by, though with a million stars you pin it to the sky; though you bind it with the blowing wind, and buckle it with the moon, the night will slip away like sorrow or a tune.