A cloudy, windy evening it was
yet, it was still so beautiful
It smelt like Pine tree every time you took a breath
Everything was covered with huge trees
the road seemed as if it wasn't in sight
Even while crossing the state line, you still felt relaxed
no cars were in sight, until a car honked
then, just a cloudy windy evening it was.
What did you think?! Honestly, I feel like I could have done better but it's the best I could do for this specific assignment. Well thats pretty much it for the day. bye
(p.s.-the poem is abut crossing the Mississippi/Alabama state line.
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