The wind.
The wind howled in the night,
Through the clouds, taking a flight.
Between the thin branches, it whistled.
Through the rolling hill, it howled.
Shutters of any windows slam and flap.
All the twigs and branches snap.
The wind in the night,
In the bright moonlight.
The wind strong and mighty
It's always so feihsty.
In the night, the wind howled.
Like a wolf as it growled.
The wind.
Hello! I think this poem is not really good.. but, at least I tried my best!
The wind howled in the night,
Through the clouds, taking a flight.
Between the thin branches, it whistled.
Through the rolling hill, it howled.
Shutters of any windows slam and flap.
All the twigs and branches snap.
The wind in the night,
In the bright moonlight.
The wind strong and mighty
It's always so feihsty.
In the night, the wind howled.
Like a wolf as it growled.
The wind.
Hello! I think this poem is not really good.. but, at least I tried my best!
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