Was there a wind, was there a breeze?
That swayed the flower and waved the leaves
Was there a noise, was there a sound?
That crunched the twigs and thumped the ground
Is someone there, is someone near?
Is it the night that brings on this fear?
Nothing was said and nothing was done
All was silent, all was dumb
I saw nor heard nothing near
And guessed the truth was my fear.