Poem 44- The moon desire

I wish I could see the moon

I know you will think this is strange

I want to see it at noon

It should be in my touching range

The moon I wish I could touch and feel

The moon is the thing on which I shall be

On the moon I wish I could have a meal

and maybe supper and some tea

Everyday the moon bobs at night

It feels shy to come in the day

Maybe the sun gives it a fright

And very far it does stay

At night the moon scares the sun

and the sun goes in hiding

At that time the moon has fun

Until the sun comes to give the moon a thrashing

-Gaurang Rao