The Sounds in the dark

by Daisy   Mar 18, 2007


I watched,
Silent as a mouse,
But how can they be quiet,
Scrabbling round the house?
I heard something moving,
In the dark,
I heard a owl hooting,
Then I heard a car,
When it parked.
I covered my ears,
Listening to the sounds,
Because I knew,
There would be no dark pounds.

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  • 15 years ago

    by Angel Demetrice

    The darkness has no sound if you let it its your fears that fuels it but if you love the dark like a new toy of bran new teddy bear it will no longer scare you.