Under the stars I lay sleeping sweetly. The night air was cool but not cold and I felt a soft breeze brushing against my face.
Our family was camping in the creek bed many years ago. We awoke to the terrible noise of a dingo howling.The howling was coming closer and closer. we sahivered in our swags clutching each other wondering what to do.
Under the stars I lay sleeping sweetly. The night air was cool but not cold and I felt a soft breeze brushing against my face.
ReplyDeleteOur family was camping in the creek bed many years ago. We awoke to the terrible noise of a dingo howling.
ReplyDeleteThe howling was coming closer and closer. we sahivered in our swags clutching each other wondering what to do.