Twilight Woods Poem by Melissa Schreuder

I look out my window, I see the deep wall of trees. I put my boots on, grab my sweater and climb out my window then ran to the woods. When I got there it was twilight, a perfect amount of light and the perfect amount of night to show the stars. Walking through the woods i noticed the smell, beautifully, strong, mind washing, I was shocked when I realized that I had forgotin where I was. I looked infront of me and there was a light between the woods I walked to the light. When I got there, well... To be continued