The wind blows briskly across the pasture
Trees swaying to and fro
A night made to avoid disaster
The moon above brings and enlightened glow
A chill in the air felt to the bone
Wrapping its self all around
A white cover over the trees has been sewn
As a new fallen snow covers the world

Prompt Courtesy of : https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2019/03/01/march-writing-prompts-2/