On My Walk Earlier;

A Bat Swooshed Past My Head, and flew around in a circular motion,
swooping down every now and again.
there are bats that live in my neighbors tree during the summer,
my dad told me!
Maybe i can learn there language, i can get them to sit on my windowsill

and we can tell each other stories, and they can sing to me, just maybe.

 My dad thought it might be nice..