Oh, you think you know what you’re seeing? Think again!

If this month were a wetland, it would be called this

It's what you hear when you're alone. It's what you hear when nobody's home. It's what you yearn for at the end of the day, when you wish the world would go away. What do you hear?

Deep within the rumble starts. Brace the brain and the heart. The throat makes way for the wind. Off your mighty message sends. What am i?

I live on your phone and sit on the screen, Showing quick info without going in. Weather or clocks in a little square digit - Tap if you like, I’m a handy small bit.