Read the beginning of a sonnet.The dark descends and soon the sounds of nightEcho through the woods, across the creek
A
The sound of mice as they begin to squeakAnd tulip branches as they sway and creakB
A pair of bats who are brave without the lightAnd firefly flashlights that begin to igniteC
A whisper of an owl’s wings in flightAnd mud-bound frogs learning how to speakD
A wind disturbing peaceful, sleeping leavesA midnight pipe that springs a stubborn leak