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What Was That?

When I heard

a chorus of crickets

in my son's room,

I wasn't surprised.

When I heard birdcalls,

that didn't faze me

in the least.

But when I heard

the songs of whales,

I sat upright

and took notice.

"Just a CD, Dad,"

he reassured me,

and I drifted off

with hardly a ripple.

Robert L. Brimm