Flying Geese
There was something peaceful in the night. The moonlight reflecting off the newly fallen snow made the whole meadow shimmer. It was so silent, that Maria was hesitant to even breathe in fear it would shatter the serenity.
She regretted treading through the smooth surface, but she had to get home; her frozen toes could barely stand another moment! She inhaled, the crisp winter air stimulating her.
Overhead, she heard a chorus of soft calls. Looking up, she saw some geese, hopefully flying to a warmer place. Maria smiled as their wings glowed in the moonlight. She wondered where they were going. She looked to her destination and sighed. The farm wouldn't be her home for much longer; hopefully, she would soon be going someplace warm too.