Taking a walk on the terrace, I saw her smiling at the moon .

She was wearing a pretty dress and happy as a child of four.

She look up to the sky for some stars if she could find.

Then she started to fantasize that she was an angel and could fly.

It was a day in January; when I saw her for the first time.

It was about 8 o’clock in the night and the wind blowing hard.

She sat down on the wall

I couldn’t stop myself at all.

I just wanted to say hello; but when she saw me standing there.

She got down very lady like and walked across the terrace.

Down she went the stairs, I saw her once again  but minus her innocence.

Cause she knew I’m going to be there

So she had to pretend she didn’t care.