Night Poem by Lizzy Henry

Night



What is the noise
That goes bump in the night?
Where is it coming from?
Who is making it?
It is dark
It is night.
Everything is still
Noise I can hear
Movement I cant see.
It is night,
I like it dark
Everything is peaceful
In the dark
Everything is quiet
Everything is nice and different
It is NiGhT.

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