Even though camp wasn’t that long ago,

I miss it dearly so.

I remember the skies at night,

They were always such a beautiful sight. 

The stars just winked at us, 

Listening in as we talked and discussed;

Oh, those stars shined so bright, 

Almost brighter than any campfire’s light.

And while those starry nights may have ended, 

I’ll never forget those days I attended.

Just take me back to those Starry Nights,

Back to when I collected bug bites. 

Back to when the moon was our light. 

Back to Brebeuf, our beloved campsite.

Take me back to when the soothing sounds of nature sang us to sleep,

Where the friendships that were formed ran so deep.

We sang and talked all night on those starry nights, 

Those moments are some of the greatest highlights. 

Talking to people I barely knew, 

Who would’ve guessed that those friendships grew? 

Starry nights with some of my favorite friends,

I may have been so tired, but I never wanted it to end. 

Take me back to those cabins and the people there,

Back to when we thought there’d be bears.

Even though there was a “curse” on cabin 6, 

It was nothing the counselors or nurse couldn’t fix! 

Falling asleep during the hot summer nights,

Then waking up in the morning to the cold and bright sunlight.

…

Currently, I can hardly see the stars at night now,

Where did they go? Did they disappear somehow?

Does this mean that the people living in the city don’t see stars?

How do you fall asleep to the noise of loud cars?

It’s a mystery to me, and I guess it’ll stay that way,

But for me, I’d rather hear the crickets anyway.  

I live in a decent house in a town that’s alright,

But I’d rather be at home, hearing whispering and staying up 'till what it felt like midnight. 

Those nights at camp will live in my heart forever,

And I never want them to leave, ever. 

I miss those starry nights all the time,

When we were a big family in Brebeuf during summertime.