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What could that sound possibly be?
Perhaps it’s a branch from the old oak tree
I don’t know, mommy, it sounds very scary
Don’t worry, honey, maybe it’s a fairy!
No, they don’t make a howling noise
Oh? Maybe it the neighbor’s unruly boys
No, no, it’s not them, they’re fast asleep
Don’t cry, my daughter, no need to weep
I’m frightened by whatever is making that sound
Why, it’s only the wind, its voice, quite profound
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Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos 