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What Can I Hear?

What Can I Hear?

One of the five senses, tell me what you hear
Picking up of sounds, directly from the ear
A great deal of listening, noises all around
Approaching from a distance, I can hear a sound
Ā 
I can hear a siren, I hear a bouncing ball
I hear a loud football crash against the wall
I hear the sound of paper, torn so carefully
I hear a crunching apple bitten gracefully
Ā 
Detecting sound waves, in the open air
They cannot be seen, but they are still there
Patterns of the sound waves, dogs are howling
High upon the tree branch, I hear a bird sing
Ā 
A message through my ears, sent towards my brain
I know what I am hearing, the splattering of rain
Different types of animals, distinct shaped ears
Some can hear clearer when a noise appears
Ā 
Even with my eyes closed, I can hear a squeak
I can hear the footsteps, yet without a peek
Looking inside you will find the eardrum
Noise creates vibration, louder than a hum
Ā 
A louder sound brings a larger vibration
Good listening deemed for a quiet narration
Sounds high and low, near or far
There goes the sound of a very fast carĀ 
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Written by Geraldine Taylor Ā©

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