Wizard
Wizard
I watch as the rays of the Silvery moon drape their silhouette over , The edge of the soft bed. The air blows in from the chilly northern wind outside my window pane. The Earth is quiet and still, The muffled sound of a near by pond frog, can be heard. And offers peace unto the sleepy eyed Earth. The quietness slipping further and further into complete silence. The trees seem to pause in between their, dancing swaying leaves. They are frightened from the darkness that is creeping in. The Earth will not deny it. Winter will soon dwell in the its surrounding. Small snowflakes dance in the distance above the high Mountains. White will foil the entire hillside, and sparkle like glitter when the moon, brings light. The soft winter mix, will soon pillow the entire Earth. The snow flakes dance and twirl, and land on the arms of the shivery trees, they will cradle the white wetness. The earth is now fast asleep, and The whiteness will soon cover the entire Sleepy eyed Earth.
draped/ slipping/ pause/ edge/ muffled/ foil/ wake/ deny/ dwell/ pillow
Copyright © Sarah Bowman | Year Posted 2011
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