Am I A KOO-COO BIRD TOO?

Walking down the street last night
no one-else anywhere in sight.
I heard it twice, very plain
someone calling out my name

I stopped and stood very still
looked down the street and across the field
The leaves were wrestling in the wind.
A cricket was talking to a friend
other than that, nary a sound. I proceeded
walking with a puzzled frown.

Counting the street-lights 1,2,3.
The next one flickered and vanished from me.
I turned the corner singing very soft
The light by the store suddenly went off

Again I heard someone call my name
like before very clear and plain.
Somebody must be playing a joke
I know it wasn't that cat that spoke

Maybe I'm just like my Uncle Fred
He hears people talking in his head

AM I A KOO-COO BIRD TOO??????
TLH