Ap English class Do now #2- Mrs. Ives


White as snow.
The dead trees
With no leaves.
Animals hibernating
In a deep sleep.
The night is silent.
The water flows
Woosh! Woosh!
The wind blows in,
Giving the night
A nice cold breeze.
As the moon reaches
The top of the of the sky,
Shinning it's bright light.
Smiling above
On this night sky.


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