Noises from Outside the Tent Poem

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As the night grows dark and the stars shine bright,
There are noises outside the tent, in the stillness of the night.
A rustle in the leaves, a snap of a twig,
Sending shivers down your spine, making you wig.
Is it just the wind, or something more?
Your imagination races, your heart begins to soar.
You listen closely, holding your breath,
Trying to discern what's causing this eerie threat.
A hoot of an owl, a howl in the distance,
Or is it just your mind, playing tricks in persistence?
A crackle of branches, a scamper of paws,
The noises outside the tent, giving you pause.
A hushed whisper, a murmur in the air,
Are there footsteps approaching, is someone there?
Or is it just nature, going about its way,
In the wilderness at night, where creatures play.
Your mind races, your senses heightened,
The darkness outside, leaving you enlightened.
Is it danger lurking, or just nature's symphony?
You wonder, as you listen, with bated breath and trepidation, filled with curiosity.
But soon you realize, it's all part of the thrill,
The mystery of the night, a moment to fulfill.
You're safe inside the tent, snug and sound,
As the noises outside, slowly quiet down.
The night passes by, the dawn breaks anew,
The noises from outside the tent, bid adieu.
A reminder that nature is alive and free,
A symphony of sounds, for you to see.
So, embrace the mystery, let your imagination soar,
As you listen to the noises outside the tent's door.
For in the wilderness, where nature's wonders abound,
There's magic in the night, waiting to be found.