A Harsh Winter Night

Author’s Note:  This is a creative piece about a harsh winters night. I really do not write poetry that often so  I would appreciate feedback on what I can improve on.  I am working on word choice and voice in this poem. 

Flakes fall in different shapes and sizes

Wow, I can barely believe my eyes

I run outside to have some fun

But the sun is down

And night has come

The tree is light, bright and glowing

I can hardly see as it is still snowing

I sit and stare for hours to come

But the night has only just begun

The wind picks up, just a little at first

But it eventually becomes a giant burst

Eventually the trees can’t take it all

An immense oak that night,  took a great fall

As the day ends there is no more light

The tree is now out of sight

Inside it is as dark as night

This night I will sleep tight

Knowing that it is as dark as night