As a child i always used to fantasize,
climbing the rooftop in the midnight.
My cat would be giving me company, i was sure,
as she was fantastic in climbing the height.
” May be i’ll have to be on my toes” , i guessed,
’cause moon may still be a little away.
And as i would give a kiss to him,
my face, will be all lit with moon’s ray.
I was convinced i would do it at least once,
But mom never woke me in the right hour.
Else i would have surely kissed the beautiful moon,
And wouldn’t be envying it’s closest star.