A/N: This is a sonnet I wrote for a school assignment, and I thought it turned out really good. Please, no criticism, constructive or otherwise. Thank you. ~Star~
Soft cool night air soothes the unkind day's wounds
Darkness hides my flaws and I am perfect
I no longer am chased by the sun's hounds
My face in the glittering moon reflects.
Moonlight lifts my soul and I fly away
The ground is silver, the ground is green
The trees are black, not like the trees of day
Their black leaves fall on my body unseen.
On the ground I lay, watch the night go by
Pondering wolves in the night running swift
Not being like them makes my spirit cry
The clouds across the moon do drift.
Darkness wraps around me like a blanket
The glass was half full before I drank it.