I can feel the wind against my chin
I can see the moon in its glowing skin
O the cricket's song
They are ready to sing all night long
I can see the stars twinkle in the sky
Up above the world so high
I can hear some kids cry and shout
I don't know what about
I look around and wonder
As i hear the thunder
Now its all a hush
Yet I feel a rush
There is no one around
Its a special joy i have found
I can feel the nght's bliss
But there is something amiss
It was a mango tree right ahead
I could see it from the window by my bed
It stood still in the moonlight
It had seen many a days many a nights
Had been standing there for ten years or more
I had been watching since I was four
Now I am fifteen
The tree has been cut , the area clean
A house will be made there
New people will be shifting here
I can still gaze out of my window
And watch the night's show
Like that tree many others have disappeared
Never to reappear
But I will have to rejoice with the rest
Live my childhood at its best