Poem -
THE WIND
​Soft white blanket, lay upon the ground.
Howling of the wind, the only sound.
Birds fluttering their wings, cold and lost.
Branches and twigs, being thrown and tossed.
Evergreens stand lonely, and hanging low.
There vibrant green branches, covered with snow.
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