#WritcoPoemPrompt90
Moonlight Shadows, Hand in hand,
Leaning through the night in the meadow,
Against the compassionate trees of faraway land...
Wheezing and coughing like a scarred widow.
The intimidating figures of the dancing trees,
With the scary hooting sound of the owls,
They said "the night is beautiful"...well I totally disagree,
Scared of the nights, the...