Sarah Tuttle2-7-06

Englishperiod 7-8

Moon shines high above,

The light falls on the dark lake.

Everything is still.

Deep, dark, and quiet.

Nothing moves in the deep woods.

Lonely and frightful.

Has no beginning,

Mountainous hills spread over miles.

Has no conclusion.

In the calm spring time,

Flowers bloom and water flows.

It is so peaceful.

Waves hit the hot sand,

Seagulls fly about the beach.

The sun starts to fall.