Now I lay them down to sleep
and wash in a bucket before collapsing in a heap.
May the tent be not so bright,
that we’re awake at very first light.
May their midnight toilet requests be few,
better still may we coordinate our treks to the loo.
May thoughts of mates at neighbouring sites
distract them from their itchy bites.
Finally may their memories of friends and hugs
triumph over rain and bugs.