Meramec River Camping Poem MeramecRiver. Camping On The Meramec Waking quietly with the dawn, mist in the air, and the birds in song.
Noisy turkeys dismount from their lofty roosts, calling their places, forming their groups.
Squirrels bark and chatter at some unwanted guest, as blackbirds argue over last nights scraps. A robin stalks worms in the fresh cut grass and the peepfrogs are quiet, getting their rest. Some locusts are screeching, they have no time to waste, while a bullfrog still bellows, come here-make haste. A woodpecker taps on a thorny locust tree, digging up bugs it's collecting for three. There's a red-tailed hawk circling the pasture, the bunnies are fast but the hawk can be faster.