This is a poem i am writing for an english class. could someone give me feedback on it?

winter fog

i step outside for a pleasant winter walk
white fog covers the world
like a warm woolen blanket
made from a sheep

the air feels cold and damp
all i can hear is deathly silence
just like a snowy morning

walking ever so slowly
through the fog
i see trees
looming around me
like giants straight out of
a mythological tale

stripped of their leaves
with only their branches
they look like the trees
out of an evil witch’s forest

windless and silent
the trees look sad and creepy
i stroll along in the a calm mental state
lost in my thoughts
with my head in the clouds
which are quite literally
surrounding me

will mark brainliest!