Whispers in the Night
Molly, Age 9, Indian Trail, NC

The owl soars across the black sky, knowing that,
soon, the sun will come.
Through the pine forest and over the streams,
Little brown mice hop through the leaves
And the wind pushes his way through the trees
Whispering to the earth,
"The sun will come soon, the sun will come soon!"
The owl swoops down to a tree, HIS TREE,
And sleeps the whole day through.
He only wakes at sundown,
To hear the secrets,
The whispers
In the night.

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